the dog, as man is such.
bring, the stick,
shall i?
do as your master tells you--
unless,
under the glimmer over darkness
doth thou
wish death upon
thy self
self?
do yoU let yourself
be this?
hands twist under sheets
minds real beneath the
written word.
or ****.
and in it.
upon it.
easier i bet
the words
escape.

(mad ramblings transcribed from a mass of
jumbled scribbles i made whilst drunk)