Between two pillars in a
sealed quantum field I reflect on all that is “real”.
The sage was dazed recounting through radio waves the days on stage he truly amazed for minimum wage.
Dr. Sonic Demonic “Strange Topics” has a golden goblet where he housed his polished sonnet black op projects..
Cleansed in a mineral bath, dragon ash and witchcraft
through the deduction of certain maths you would hear my laugh.
Who would have known he would ever expose what he knows in flows that will reach both poles of the globe..
He unfolds and escapes to another abode
Doctor Never Touch These Hoes will grab embryos and insert isotopes to make clones which he controls like unmanned drones.