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Dec 2016
Complaints may be filed with the doorman

He has remastered the plastic smile


I was derailed temporarily

A rhyme and a reason took my composure

I'm back now

virtual and completely unhinged

Although I'm not sure on my physical

I smile for these more absurd moments

Speed by citrus sale and we beg for vitamins


Ramble for a slow heart rate and I feel my frenzy

They say I'm a mean person

Pluck a bloom for decoration

never mind it's microscopic objections

they say my mind needs medications

the why's and why not

lost with my childhood fun house

I may weave new blankets

sell them to natives small pox free

Currently my thumbs are in a perpetual stage of mutiny

I attempt to starve them into submission

Their resolve proves stronger than mine

I raid the pantry


Delicious delusion

How you propelled my recent episode

funk blaster and the legs mingle

cry into tilted cup and drink indignation

I came for these more sublime moments

stuck in a wave of blue nostalgia

familiar faces propped on nonsense anatomy

smile for the default expressions

with new shoes of the finest canvas

I was feeling quite nice

Somewhere along the way I lost myself

This house was not mine

unknown walls divide strange spaces

Fake paradise festers
cornered and contrived

Closer examination reveals plastic leaf and dusted hedges

my disappointment knows no bounds

boom box throw back and we run out of batteries

The musicians where too faded for orchestration

Sometimes we lose the plot

Sometimes it's elusive nature proves more worthwhile
Moonsocket
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Moonsocket  26/M/Illinois
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