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Placidity Shops

I walked down the lane, took a sip of the electrolyte shake and proceeded to the shop.
My PDA was flooding with notifications about my high blood pressure and unrhythmic beatings of my heart.
My oxygen levels were normal since my oxy jets   were re filled yesterday.

Its very difficult to spot a placidity shop these days.It took me 50 hours track down one in my country.

I was welcomed by a group of nuns who wore robes which was made of some sort of animal skin.I think its leather,its the closest to leather which I have seen in a decade. A nun who hid his face walked me to the placidity chamber.
The head of the institution was sitting on the side of chamber,his face covered with a veil.
And then..

I started to tell him all my worries,sorrows,tensions and all burdens.He heard everything like a little kid with calm and composure.
Just like the priests in Catholic church who used to give confessions.
I felt so happy once I was done with unloading the burden from my head.
I went back home.At night I could feel peace with myself,no more warning  pulse notifications in my PDA.
I slept like a baby but  without a sleeping bag this time.
I finally felt happiness without the help of pills and machines.
My virtual assistant booked an advanced appointment for me for next year in the placidity shop to buy peace .

Oh I forgot to liquefy water to make O2..

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Black Out

I almost blacked out when I got there,
Maybe they must have placed me here,
I’m writing slams and plans,
Killing everything in my way,
Spurring spits and blood all over my body,
You fused your spirits into my mind,
Driving me to a dungeon.
Rinsing me with blood.
The blood of the prodigal son,
Now I’m the prodigal son.
Skinning and churning blood out of bodies
Am I still dreaming.
No i ain’t,
I’m writing slams again in water.

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Mom

I kicked your belly,
Giving you sprains and drains
Welcomed me by kissing my feet,
The same feet that kicked you,
I gave you sleepless nights,
Yet you made me sleep at nights,
I gave you the greatest pain,
Yet you clutched me plain,
I owe  you for your prayers and blessings.
Coz when I look at the stars,
I can only see your face

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Revenge of Trees

I broke up the shell and  looked out  for humans , but all i could see was trees in a drought land.

There was no water anywhere and the trees were dead and they spoke in Gibberish.
I could not understand a word.
I looked at myself, I was made of rotten wood.
There were no humans.
I smoked Co2 and I saw trees bigger than me.
I felt that unity,I felt that I was One among them.

Oxygen killed humans and the same avenged us.

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Battle of thoughts

Thoughts keep running
Like a leopard across the wilderness,. Not knowing where to go,
They bind me and harass me.
Trapping me like an insect,
Dissecting me.
They pull me to a whirlwind,
Swirling through all over the world,
Holding and leaving me lone

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Valentine’s Day : Me

The flowers in your hair wooed me,
Wents nuts over the girl,
Broke my nuts with a nutcracker,
Got a pair of steel nuts,
A buttcracker of jokes ,Me!
Unfilled my head with you without you,
Sounding like weirdo
Acting like a creep,
Deep down lost in the world of list
Me

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