The Text of this Poem is:

outside this glass
i will spectate the destruction of my
entire human race
outside this
"shining black monolith"
armies of indifference instigate
weapons of mass subtraction
throwing caution to gone with the wind
citing masses of index cards
shuffling panic with boredom, i

keep throwing quarters to my
arch enemies parking meter
tuning love's street signs into
soulless empty indicator signals

to keep our slashers slashing
and our televisions full of bull****
fill our jails with people
without money
sit and linger upon
ideals and vision and
other tasteless intangabilities

i bet you think my crowns on too tight
i knows its thorns are out of style
and we all know id be lying in saying
my past tense pretenses are wrapped
two or three times too tight

its an ode to panic i cling to
its the logic that drove me to live so decisively
ive wagered my soul for a word on desperation
i live to this day wishing my life was a fire drill

ah, but the heat is so sanitary
i love to be burned (blow
outmykneecapsandtellmeyouloveme)

ill feel just as dead
until we all live again

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Couldn'ta said it better myself... I like it.

thanks palindrome. :D

Great as always.

thanks pkd. <3

i was never very interested in math but i could jive with geometry

math is the only way to do all that wonderful counting!

ya know.
Days till the weekend.
...how long since you slept.

rent.

um.
okay, math is evil.