Prescribed to death
sentenced to an equivalency
of perspectival self blindness.
Milligrams sold by the pound
pounding down till the sounds
are drowned away.
Inexplicable explications selaciously
selling damnable explanations.
You sell heaven, but deliver hell
smelling of sulfur all too well.
Fragrant senses sensing smells tense
smell realities all too familiar.
Prescribed realities describe this diatribe.
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