Jeff's Poetry

mislabeling

February 20, 2026 · Artifact

astringent, sharp, caustic biting - sugar coated mmmmm the insides churn, try to process, fathom a burning, feels like. it's nourishing, the medical doctor chided, it's working, your body is healing, and emperor qin smiled as he continued on mercury ingestion. to become immortal. weakened, with sharp lucidity at time, circles in the mind, is this all a conspiracy? never mind that. the mind weakens, hope is eternal, hands grasp heaven's light. for eternal life! the lights dimmed, salvation is near, same concoction, same rhythm, same medicine, spirals in the heart: transactions take place, you got quite the deal, and a smile in the dark, another body drops - the official statement is stamped, no foul play. transactions in the light, an addictive, a poison in minute quantity, feels like energy recovering. feelings detached from. from what's actually happening. it is said humans can't tell truths from lies, a well spun tale === eat it up. the body constricts, a wallet shrinks, hit both ways, a contorted grimace: sure did not end as planned. hey, it's the journey remember? a chant from the public that cares not, a nod, a flimsy nod, aye, aye: a transaction made in public, sold.

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