Jan 2017
In a state of catatonic epilepsy, the fragments flux throughout my head.
This paradox lays atop my pillow as I remember about baby steps and think about Bob.
I calmly ask myself to turn the lamp off, but my arm can’t reach the light.
Yelling, “Go-Go Gadget Arm”, I realize my imagination is fake.
Now gone when I need him I lay and wonder, where is Drop Dead Fred.
Anything to get my mind away from this torturous Blob.
Night and day are little monsters beneath my bed with a ferocious fight.
I reach instead for the bottle that makes sounds that shake like a rattlesnake.
After four of those, each vivid memory is as vague as the next
and the paradox continues…
_TRF
This paradox lays atop my pillow as I remember about baby steps and think about Bob.
I calmly ask myself to turn the lamp off, but my arm can’t reach the light.
Yelling, “Go-Go Gadget Arm”, I realize my imagination is fake.
Now gone when I need him I lay and wonder, where is Drop Dead Fred.
Anything to get my mind away from this torturous Blob.
Night and day are little monsters beneath my bed with a ferocious fight.
I reach instead for the bottle that makes sounds that shake like a rattlesnake.
After four of those, each vivid memory is as vague as the next
and the paradox continues…
_TRF
"Bubblicous that's what this is. Snappin Apple. Hip Hop star may be what you are, but berry cherry blast will take you very far. I got the taste to pop in yo' face. Do the ultimate thing where the Bubblicious king. It's back, we don't quit, we're the ultimate. Bubble, Bubbliscious."
-This kind of **** gets stuck in my head when I lay it down. I haven't heard this commercial for bubble gum since I was 6.
-This kind of **** gets stuck in my head when I lay it down. I haven't heard this commercial for bubble gum since I was 6.
