Random thoughts.
Making poetry bleed.
The truly terrifying thing is,
I don't need drugs, I was born this way.
The dents are incidental.
My rhymes have their reasons,
I am madness in it's season.
Carnivorous caricatures carroling conspicuously constipated.
( Ie, MSM pundits, talking heads.)
Platypuss platitudes please pass the peas, perambulating parsnips with butter please.
Try saying that before you sneeze.
The resemblance to Chthulu is purely personal preference.
My arthritic toes ache in compassionate symmetry.
Don't blame me if you know what this means.
All offenses are offensive offense to defer potential defense. All in all, don't pee on the electric fence.
Driving drivel home in the rain, reveals the secrets within the pain.
Do razors really love a vein?
Well there ya go, tastes like yellow snow. How soon before you eat it again?
And then
I couldn't take it no more
I caught reporters peeking under the door,
We cut off their head to make sure it was dead.
Guess the neighbors don't love me no more…
We're happy all hear in my head,
The monkeys are free and the wizard is dead.
Morbid morbidity is maniacally pleasing while mayhem meanders through mundania.
Darkness…
Light is a mutant offspring.