there’s been a death of an idea, thanks for asking
i double checked the sums, and fuckkkit, the mental
model is fuck upped out of proportions, with punching
walls and swearing at God as heroin’s hit me, raise me
dealer, bet on black, bet on thirteen or anything now
here’s deep and dark and dire and bogged in swamp
but i haven’t accepted anything fool, i’m still looking
for a way out of this stinking mess.