The promised land life:
not a pretty sight but God, Chemist
cared more about texture.

the bits you can't see...

He left his imprint on the inside
of our skin tried
to bind desire to out minds
realised
idealism
made him make the
endless flesh the herring red the better.

Lead us not into temptation...

In the promised land,
nobody is beautiful
but they're all of perfect
...consistency.

Firm as an open hand.

Inedible.

Mostly core.