Bleedin' Gums Murphy

i am an archetype

i am a function

i am a construct

and merely the notion

i am a stereotype

i am a commidity

i am a statistic

apparently i'm autonomy

i am a cog in the wheel

i am the rebellion

i am bits of exploding space 

i exist as zeroes and ones

squeezed the roll of toothpaste dry 

and these gums are still bleeding

yet still no substance

this is not content

please keep scrolling

no matter

formless suspension

spawn of density

i shrink into submission

i am the method 

the maticulous approach

i am the variable 

the unwilling reproach

i am a system

i am a fallacy 

i am electromagnetism

and i am a policy

i am a catharthis

i am an addiction

i am recovery

i am the mortician

nevertheless, the world keeps teetering. 

it never had time for the meek and the feeble ones

i'm occupying space somewhere i guess so i will brag about it

still havent touched your subject matter, dear. 

what's wrong, arent you hungry?

i am incompetent

i am a virtuoso

i am simply unsubstantial

a total visionary

i am intrinsic

i am strategically incidental

i am insignificant

i am somehow consequential

i am problematic

i am completely valid

i have no equilibrium 

a picture of perfect balance

the new is dead. get over it 

i shouldn't always try to be so cryptic

i've grown tired of anthropology

the human race owes itself more than an apology

with your voice you penetrate the atmosphere

with your hand you displace all the atoms here

in this life, i hope there's time to make amends

although you try you will never make it all make sense

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