11/8/2023

Cogito ergo sum, well I’m starting to think a lot of you fuckers amn’t. You, spitting hogwash atop the mount like piss streams into the urinal: disgusting, acrid orange and your vitriol splashes the filth everywhere. And you, who heard from a friend who heard from a friend that you should burn your yarn and throw away the ashes and try spinning theirs which is theirs which is theirs. You, alongside the angel whose wings you hacked and slashed. You, leech of leeches, the Judas of Arnolds, suckling blood and silver from the hearts of millions. And us, just strong enough to watch.