Quote image editor
“Dystopolis by Stewart Stafford Phantasmagoria in the mirror, A bribed witness is my whore, Plastic surgery getting dearer, I must go work out my core. Swallowing carcinogen smog, Painful panting, freezing air, Neutered day of the old dog, On my hamster wheel there. Crawled down to the plague pits, Crab-like, they crept up on me, Sour milk séance of the obits, Drowning in a mausoleum sea. Mild convulsions on a night cold, Cram triage bodies in my bed, Fights reheated getting so old, Awake to find myself dead. © Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Dystopolis by Stewart Stafford
Phantasmagoria in the mirror,
A bribed witness is my whore,
Plastic surgery getting dearer,
I must go work out my core.
Swallowing carcinogen smog,
Painful panting, freezing air,
Neutered day of the old dog,
On my hamster wheel there.
Crawled down to the plague pits,
Crab-like, they crept up on me,
Sour milk séance of the obits,
Drowning in a mausoleum sea.
Mild convulsions on a night cold,
Cram triage bodies in my bed,
Fights reheated getting so old,
Awake to find myself dead.
© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.