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The Cancer Generation

Theanti

able minds falling parallel to their time, in this rush to stop death we've isolated them an entire generation of vegetables..

now you're ripe for their harvest, a chemotherapeutic resurrection
would you still trade your life, for all those things you knew that you really never needed;

into the compass
without direction
without illness
holding your goddamn medicine

everyday I find myself in a bind
what do i buy? what do i buy?
everyday i find myself in a bind
stay asleep..? or wake up again