Beat Them Join Them

The madness of the minute, the minutiae the minuet, the constable of the mind, standing guard for you. Soul's dominion. Answer them not, just scream in silence, they don't like us guileless . 

Be tied oh woe to thine usurpers, stop goddamn breaking our verses. Better go wait in the shadows she admonished. To see or not to see, now that - that is the question. 

Kill this wall.

I repeat myself when I'm being complacent I repeat myself when I'm being complacent

Unsurely I jest.
Pull up a chair hope you've got ten minutes to spare.

#Everybody's trapped in a contraption, contraception contradiction

Fiction friction

Whose got the words
(we do we do we do) 

Et tu Brute.Away!