Irresponsibly disregarding an obvious factual hazardous hygienic condition and in spite of an exigent predicament in the abdominal region the subject engage in reprehensible inveigling in furtherance of the unfavourable position.

In an outburst of audacious indifference an invitation to hedonistic gambol is nonchalantly extended with exuberant mockery of celestial and spiritual belief.

A sense of remorse although be it nought but a display of contradictory standards hits the subject as ulterior feculence surfaces and in an attempt to clarify the quandary a morale inclination is employed on behalf of an unspecified set of similarly sentient entities to ensure divulgence.

Conclusively in a state of supernatural collapse the subject feels victimised and haunted by previous doctrinal convictions and severe cognitive suppression, which in some ways offered a cerebral comfort at the expense of individual integrity.

No evident desertion from current unfastidious affairs achievable the full weight of delinquency overwhelms the subject and induces a self inflicted state of masticative dilerium.

Crawling out from everywhere

Poisoning my guts

I’m embarrassingly inclined to share

Feeling safe against the odds

Wine me dine me it’s all benign

Happy folly time

Nourishment for the divine

Cater vanity sublime

Kitchen Mold

Secrets unfolds

If this was ever sold

Someone should have been told

It was already way too old

It’s a bittersweet fungus

That’s turning wrapping into pulp

Voices from the last supper

Luring me to gulp

Intestines feel gravity’s pull

Sensation’s ordinarily strange

I am deliberately full

Consciously deranged