for ending

ending not withstanding
issues are usual flamingos
a random portcullis is a storm
in no respects many randoms
no way no way one
freaky moment less focused
you’d probably not
if the fish was spiralling dark
forebodings dwell
in the death blow there’s
no other answer
malevolent beings apply
unreasonable issues no reason to hate
but for hate alone put a Johnny on your
because you were told bend the knee
to any
mason stone façade self-inflicted
most indignant
feed on the poison as there is
no choice part of the system
no escaping the net little fishes