Well good evening tele-propaganda/ my choice is F for we’re all fucking doomed
either way/ then hanging up the phone and going on with my day light saving lightening bugs in mason jars to light our dark path with/ Venture Forth Crawlspace Dwelling..
wait that’s the chorus/ might as well just stand back and watch them tear each other apart for the envy/ and greedy fingers commercial interruptions/ a portion of the
proceeds is provided by corruption/ and disillusioned management crumpling upon itself like imploding after the covers blown/ fuck public transit I think I might just hover home/

Venture forth crawlspace dwelling dusty sample arrangers/
Venture forth current perception recollecters/ Venture forth crawlspace dwelling dusty sample arrangers/
Venture forth current perception recollecters/ Venture Forth Remain Opinionated/

And feel free to tread on the augmented decaying social appearance/ purveyed by the judging the book by it’s cover everyone does on the regular/ but swears up and down they wouldn't ever do some shit like that/ and so what if I’m a decrepit sketchbook with shelf life as long as it should be/ you gotta experience everything you can before
spontaneously com-busting/ wait that’s stupid/
how you gonna be drowning in a drought? If judging it you probably didn't ever love enough/ like only affection in public or just buy me shit/ to show your scantily clad in lingerie appreciation/ ahh Fuck that I’d rather choke the party crowd with their candy jewelry/ rather rip an emcee down to just debris where once it was standing / only way most this shit should be going anywhere is the so-called backpack rapper carrying a backpack full of their own demo discs/ Naw, still wouldn't be going anywhere/ cause they have the power to blot out your pretend existence with a downward pen stroke./
Venture Forth Remain Opinionated
Dead broke open to any ideas that could change the situation any/ jotting for the natural remedy/ embrace nature nervous that it might be bitter because what the ones before had done to offset the growing process/ You make progress like pond scum/ stagnant bodies starving for the monsoon season/ spokes G.O.T.S calm seen the storm coming by Doppler so double rationed/ still hungry as ever/
staying up under the weather in indoor umbrella opening ceremonies/

Weave all have our envelopes of spores to disperse amongst dispensaries with similar variety and develop from myc form and soil thirsting for the nutrients/
this environment offers me plenty/