herbacide

Homebound.
[hell] bound
bind
back and forth.
Running….

Cut those trees down…
Burn that evil herb, and place the devil plant on your rubbish heap….
Tell everyone what to think.. who to worship…
Cut those trees down…. For goodness sakes, lest the demon vines take root…..

Homebound
hell [bound]
binding
moving in circles
standing….


Replace those vines with wires…..
Take the visions, and mainline us with vapid eight-0-clock specials…
Don’t ever mention the things that are being destroyed, and forgotten..
Replace those roots! I mean dear god, if you don’t destroy it, it might grow back…….


Earthbound.

I want to go home.