""Parrot squatting on your throne Mentally captured are you? Foot-soldered concrete rooted in basement Alone Corporeality relinquished fictive molecules revolt Soliloquies like apparition of a long forgotten ghost Lonely Solipsist sculpture squatting in a cell! Anchored pedometry concrete throne concrete throne Posture vocal like your inflective prose Tethered philosophy encrypted psychiatry Powers of rendition on a capricious world a pawn Monet inclination for thoughts spoken - never heard Tragic auditorium for one Pygmalion soul Manas in transcendence through an infinite cosmos Destruction destruction Is the ultimate creation so your children don't regret Like those to their divine inventions like all to the Planet So Lonely Solipsist what rhyparography floods my eyes? What would happen if your trompe-l'œil was exposed? Bituminoid lucidity in trafficked lumens hides One brain stacked up eight heads high in perfect proportion Gravid knowledge crush the skulls in savage rebellion Design by observation translated erudition So many creators cognitively collide like a pride of pan-psychics Upon whom redounds this insistent obloquy? Destruction destruction Is the ultimate creation so your children don't regret Like those to their divine inventions like all to the Planet Power of observer granted The Power of intent the Painter's brush the Writer's words sinners repent I declare this pen a syringe! Injecting foreign brains! Obligor objectivists base knowledge on fiction anyways Pass the blame like nested Russian Dolls inertly decaying Smite the epiphenomenalists! Erase those bound to faith!""