Sunday, March 3, 2013

Seeking the Zombie Cure

Fractal geometry surrounds melting fear as a program falters due to excessive ego output. Gaskets spring leaks, hydraulics of emotions buckle under the stress of heartbreak and third eye calcification. Delivery of dimethyltryptamine has ebbed to the point of disconnection as our host lay dying in an inescapable nightmare of physical reality; doomed to daily doses of bullshit and monotony. Punch clocks and baffle gates log the moments of misery as hollow eyes seek company in machine reflections rippling on crystal waters washing up on shores of decay. A cure must be sought; an altered state, a back door ingestion purchased from a dealer in the alleyway...

-allen masterson

1 comment:

  1. This was rather Jim Morrisonesque.