O broken and battered beatnik! My tormented kindred spirit! I offer you a hundred lifetimes of my self-condemnation How can I deny finding portals to your spirit and soul with such ease any longer? Only now how to reach you out on the physical plane...
Kick down my door painted black so I may crumble in your ****** arms like a poorly constructed sand fortress, sobbing salty tears of regret, wiping snot-nosed drivel onto your cotton-wool blended Ceredigion suit
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Let me explain the truths of my hesitant trust, battered and bruised -- like affectionate kisses on the cheek with open and closed fists and childhood neglect turned adult isolation -- like visitations in dank bars with hitchhiking mothers
Let me tell you how I closed my eyes as they saddled up to the roulette table, Licking their wintery chapped lizard lips, and rubbing together their sticky hands Placing their lucky chip (free with the price of admission!) On bets Red. Black. Odd. Even. I tried to rig the loaded ivory ball to fall on odds Green, Double Zero house's edge ...but... Momentum lost, Screams muffled as I saw them parade in celebration Blowing trumpets and twirling batons, taming dancing bears in crinoline tutus
What have I done!? What have I done!?
Punish me no more as I cower in my remorse! Remove this needle from my tongue! So I may provide the unheard voice in your narrative gap When I found you alone, in an empty theatre, heaved there by a force so Divine Never could I have conjured up a Love so true! Ohhhh! The tears!
Let us construct resolutions of brick and mortar placed hand-over-hand Become co-conspirators and together build parallel neural pathways in our Meta-Mind Our synaptic impulses firing in unison as One neurotransmitter We'll scribe the words spoken in real time pulling inspirations from our restful dreamlands coiled together in fetal spoons
I am here! I am here!
Please grant unto me my only request, allow me to hermit here awhile in this new warm home where I feel safe and happy and fearlessly blissful A quiet refuge most needed to rest my Self Away from siren squawks that deafen feather-tufted ears I may venture out for the news or for weekend browsing in local record shops, but here is where I reside and come home to you each night Keep my literal words as a gift only to you (But please paint dazzling murals with abracadabra brushstrokes, with every colour!) Do not pass around my sacred scripts of our lore (we've been warned) My trust is the most honourable endowment you could recieve, please cherish it as you so deserve Give this unto me and I will give you an infinite well of musings and a legend for the ages!
I love you! I love you!
O broken and battered beatnik! Tortured kindred spirit! I offer you a hundred lifetimes of my devotion Your spirit and soul my course of navigation! Using compass and stars, meet me Wandering cautiously out on physical plains