A trip down absurdity lane

Function omits the desire for emotional investment, which is
Ultimately resultant of this paradoxical (does my head in) distillation of language… a
Concept so foreign- Verbosity required to find the perfect word-
Killing freedom of expression in the crucible of precision
slow degradation, mental haze
inexplicable form; place a full stop. ?…
Overt. Breaks structure, damage of rhythm, is this prose? (Thought experiment. Schroedinger’s cat?)… a modicum of
Familiar doubt plagues my mind, as I scream:
Fuck! Let me complete a god-damn sentence. (Doesn’t rhyme, doesn’t rhyme, doesn’t rhyme…)

By: Adam Davis