Time for my omittance, from a sterile existence.
Where the weekend pays homage to stereotypical perpetuation.
inebriate my senses into a state of delirium.
Before I turn to the meatrack from my penile selection.
Apathy spreads in unison
with sexual disease.
A scourge that infests the cattle markets of youth.
Unconscious, just promiscuous.
Deprived of self
In the selling of their bodies.
All emotions dead.
Lost in sense of direction.
It's time to
And re - assess my course of action.