Fingernails scrape on the chalkboard ringing in your mind
Manipulating, masticating, precrastinating
Clean slate
Slow down...
The eraser crumbles in your fist
Because it's wrong to love that one
Breaking the subdevision
Destroying the indestructable
Unexplainable beauty
Like the pancakes on the pavement
And just as untouchable
Energetic bulimia of the brain
Fighting the sane
Fighting whichever cock you throw in the pit
Drink in the spit
You can't hear the yelling, you're blind
Dismissing eyelash growth and subsequential space goo...
Change the channel
Another mirror, almost as dry as the last
And the muscles jerk outside of my skin
Sleep deprivation breaking "the man", "the big cheese" and that skinny girl in the corner...
Hub caps colapse under the weight of the sound, the plate on the ground reflecting sun into our eyes...
Blind the bee's and answere the y's
Let the brain fluid drain to fill the tub
Bite
I make you scream because i love you, sweety
And if nothing else, trust in storytime
And the pretty words that rhyme
Doctor Seuss always was the piglet of ambition
So when you ride the marry-go-round and wave at mommy only to see that she's sobbing on the ground know that it's not OK
And you're alone, like the angels that have been bitch slapped.
Author notes
Please, no one ask me what it's about, i will have to shove a cannon through your bedroom window...
Be honest folks, this is my twisted mind you're talking about
Comments
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Honestly, I liked it. I liked the images and twisted language.
"Energetic bulimia of the brain" I liked this line especially. Well done


