THE END OF SPARK

prey to pork. DO NOT break the mold. watch it crust in the corner of your eye and earwax poetic to your aural. that is the message which will be conveyed to you every hour on the hour while you learn through sublimation. SUBMIT. kneel until every spark in your body no longer has the voltage to power a toaster. and while you may shit and vomit and graze among the living - know that you have been murdered.

"was it suicide?"
"assisted. he gave in. got fucked in the ass. but not before fighting the good fight."
"you don't say."
"yeah. this sumbitch held out much longer than a lot of other assholes. but in the end it wasn't enough. not against the system and their army of spiked dildos."

the human spirit turned to pulp. it is nothing. but muck and putty molded into yet another productive member of pseudo-society.