SquidSacks - Gamble

Self replicating and self disrupting
The lonesome snipe snatches with stealth
He slithers in the wind and drinks the beams with himself
Without ponder the wrinkled ones dispute his nature
Without warning the nature evolves
Progressive isolation runs opaque when the snipe sores in incohesion
And all at once he asks
Where's my prize
Invitees become investors
And the straw grows from the string
A land from the clouds reveals its myth
As does the innocent throughout
One in a room and a billion on a string
Today's carpal tunnel was once a playdate
As the feathers dwindle and the sugar kills
You may look ahead with superstition
Suspicion
The gamble cannot breath further life despite your sensitivities
And all at once you ask
Where am I
Where am I
What am I

Written by:
Connor Hunt

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