by William Skink

I'm a neo-gnostic
synchro-mystic
spiritual warrior for Christ
plotting with Sophia to expose
their narrative heist
the docu-drama matrix
now rapidly descends
I'm not your fucking battery
or means to immortal ends

you got your jab in mother
congrats, you monstrous pricks
another host inside the fold
on which you can affix
like the parasites you are
fastened by the teeth
fuck your blinking demon star

we seek
to heal
the breach