Monday, February 20, 2012

Battle Cry Delirium

The constructed cage
inside my thinker
is filled to the max
with kaleidoscopic
looney tunes
ready for your arrival

A motley variety
one fit for any occassion
a web of squinching contortions
fed by this moonstruck fetish

I am in prepossession
and tell myself in bondage
of these makeshift walls
that I am diffrent
some unique freak
the brainiac

I should be standing
as an oddity
in some random window
for all the shoppers novelty

But what I am really doing
is making diversions
from being just another
hophead doper

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