he still writes

King Author

In spite of all the parasites and fringe copy writes he recites with all his might his ancestral rites,...Fuck the hype about me being nice I'm nice 
Read my library twice then built a device to forgo this thing called light and found the meaning of life...
Look at what he's doing and how he's spewing....
The inhuman mutant Rasputin has mastered music blood transfusions 
....Confusing? Listen....
The commissioned magician technician has mastered his rhythm with a new biorhythm alga-rhythm to change internal systems with laser written incisions.
.....and that's not all....
Inject one million milligrams of Thorazine he reigns supreme suspended in a light beam from the land of dreams and make believe.
This is where I belong in a blood drawn hexagon performing this song in the eye of a storm transmuting his human form. 
King Author....
among his scholarly scholars, he moonwalks across water yet even fewer with honor read the stone tablets of the stone carver.

© a year ago, King Author   
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