Prompt: Our legs are spread wide open, Our weary heads are splitting at the seams, And we all know you're proficient in the idioms of grief, We are capable of the kind of love about which only the petrified can speak, Concede him the microphone let him sing the triumph of the frauds to all his loyal sycofanatics
Negative prompt: anime, cartoon, drawing, illustration, blurry, 3d render, 3DCG, text, watermarks, logo