SCROLL
SCROLL AND // THIRTY DOLLARS //
CAPITALISM WINS AGAIN AND //
YOU DON’T FEEL ANY BETTER // SCROLL
AND // FEEL THE WORLD WIDE WEB //
OF // SILENCE // NO PLACE HERE FOR //
THE LIKES OF YOU // BOY // NO LOVE
IN THE VALLEY // FOR A LEPER // FOR A
PAUPER // SCROLL AND TAP AND // SCROLL //
AND TAP AND // MAYBE THIS BUZZ WILL BE
// THE ONE // neoneo // PLUGGED INTO //
THE GRID // THE MAINFRAME // THE
GRAVEYARD OF SILENT TORSOS // SCROLL
AND // MEET THE SILENCE // SCROLL // AND
// SCROLL AND // MEET THE SOUND // OF
A UNIVERSE TELLING YOU TO FUCK OFF //
MAYBE I // MAYBE I // MAYBE I // SCROLL
YOURSELF TO // HEART PALPITATIONS //
DEATH LINED UNDEREYES //
SCROLL AND // TASTE YOUR OWN RANCID
INCOMPETENCE // YOUR // UNPALATABILITY //
YOU TASTE LIKE // YOU SCROLL AND //
SCROLL AND // SCROLL --------------
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