Just a correalation between the rug,
The Persian rug,
The bug,
And the music.
Meticulous arrangment,
Ambient works,
A careful confusion,
Every fiber of my being screams;
What?
I cannot tell you.
I was going to go
And say something like,
'Every fiber of my being screams,
Isolation,'
But I've forgotten the meaning.
I scream intoxication,
The pulp of my soul-stuff
Is being mashed.
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