Well Fed - Poem

Oct 12

Written By Rhath

Shadows on the wall

Feeding

Well fed

Process // Over // Process \\ Over \\ Product

Absolution found in a blank page, filled with stolen trinkets

Half truths, half blood

Burn a lectern

Lecture your masters in 8bit

I'll leave my over sauced, well done, but still beating heart in the corner of your plate

You can push it around

Push it around

Playing with your food

Shadows on the wall

Well fed, well fed, well fed

We're well fed

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