Extorsion

We unanimously rot 

To transcend the absence of spirit into a Anthropozoic delirium:

Docked accordingly with the ferocity and the concupiscence of crystallized faces,

After the trimming of agglomerated imperfections

In course of their preliminary life simulations.

Between fever and panic

Gone: necrolatry predictions of sociability.

Incomplete portraits of effervescent following mathematical impetuousness,

The inevitability of infections driven by remorse among the still warm blood.

And in the natural and incandescent flow of tribulations

Throughout the colloquial forgetfulness:

We find ourselves in a rush, unrecognizable for far so little,

And in the shadow that separates us from brain rejuvenation

Where our senses are anesthetized, and we ostentatiously lost years of our lives

In an apotheotic extorsion of imperturbability,

As if ever

Had there been manifestations of restraint or exact equations of death.

Artist: Cuchino