To put senses into sensical letters,
Organized and sensationalized into sight and sound.
Take just the organization and sensation,
Bent across your hands, you squeeze
And it crumbles. Senselessness.
Ground through a mill, turned to
Sensible flour. Add water and eggs
And whatever else you want.
You have dough
Or bread
Or cake
Mmm, cake.
Tastes like shit.
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