Time for my omittance, from a sterile existence.
Where the weekend pays homage to stereotypical perpetuation.
Must inebriate my senses into a state of delirium.
Before I turn to the meatrack from my penile selection.
Apathy spreads in unison with sexual disease.
A scourge that infests the cattle markets of youth.
Unconscious, just promiscuous.
Deprived of self respect.
In the selling of their bodies.
All emotions dead.
Lost in sense of direction.