Defect Of Birth

From the spoken word album Puissance -1 by Big-Hired Assassin

relax.
no one will ever find out.
no one cares about the dead
and their shortness of breath.
the ships of cargo going elsewhere,
as long as the virus doesn’t settle
where their tv is
and it doesn’t upset their stomach
or leave them with diarrhea.
hail the loose-lipped censored screens
of the phantom, and in return,
great material wealth
will come knocking at your door.
surely, this cannot continue.
we’ll find the secret to space
before we understand the importance
of the sacred omen of art.
need i say more?

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