You smoked for years with no regret
You eat fast and greedy, like a starved homeless
But you are not one of them, you are an employee
And you hate the filthy and the damned.
Your fridge is full because you are afraid constantly
You try to find ways to fill the abyss
Afraid of the void, it scares you.
The emptiness, the silence, the death itself.
You fear losing your imaginary immortality
You fear illnesses
You call yourself normal
But you are the alienated one.
I do not hear what they say
I am quarantined from the ‘’many’’ long time now
Your society makes me want to vomit truth
In your beautiful fake cakes.
presented as a gift
A gesture of love from the rapist to the victim.
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