mess around deep funk happens,
anonymously,
just about evenly.

you've got to know by now
some experiments turn out
to prove that the theories were wrong.

You could fly like a
dove, or land splat,
barren of love,
uncharacteristic of
energies shove..

running with abandon all people taste
like chicken, carbon statistic-
that mansions are often built with bones-
and when I lose my sanity, I know,
at least I will have seen.