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Dec 2011
When I go insane
It will be that creeping
brand of madness,
sneaking over my brain
like a cloudy veil.

A whick-whacking creature,
trudging with sticky feet,
forward, forward, into my mind,
a pesky itch just behind
my right
eye socket.

La la la la!

I’ll pace around
grinning and singing.
I’m going to get lost in my head,
and you can too.

didn’t they tell you?
The infinite universe
is inside your head
too—
Written by
Jack Singer
722
   Emily Tyler
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