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"Who am I, mother? Who am I and what do I do?" –Norman to his mother Norma, "Bates Motel" And so it goes, a split self - the protagonist defending the darkness as Bizarre murders satisfy obsessions of a mothers love, taking a Chefs knife, stabbing victims to death. Dualistic wars within, a helpless man whose mother taught him of the "Evils of women," instilling her own moralities of their wickedness. Fostering the antagonistic personality of his mother Giving to his incomplete soul a sense of wholeness. Hidden behind the boy next door innocence, a terrified man Incarcerated; locked & bolted Juddering with fear - promising to adhere - set free said to be "cured." Kleptomania returns; unearthing bodies from their graves, stealing skulls; a comforting souvenir, as Loving anyone meant destroying them also. Multiple personalities dominate him Norman Bates becomes Norma; his mothers persona, crawling into her skin Originating from their very kiss, kick starting a timeless love affair Paraphernalia of skins tanned, butchered conquests -keepsakes turned to art & now protecting an un Quiet mind Reasons pertaining to mental insanity Sectioned to institutions Taxidermy as a young boy fascinated his mind Urges to **** & fill, feeding euphoric highs, & even Vertigo. Women thrilled him; their smell lingered on each garment he kept. Xenos to himself; who, am I mother? Youth denied, cried away Zenith ended; his final resting place behind the bars of Mendona Mental Health Institution, 1984. © Sia Jane
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
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"Who am I, mother? Who am I and what do I do?" –Norman to his mother Norma, "Bates Motel" And so it goes, a split self - the protagonist defending the darkness as Bizarre murders satisfy obsessions of a mothers love, taking a Chefs knife, stabbing victims to death. Dualistic wars within, a helpless man whose mother taught him of the "Evils of women," instilling her own moralities of their wickedness. Fostering the antagonistic personality of his mother Giving to his incomplete soul a sense of wholeness. Hidden behind the boy next door innocence, a terrified man Incarcerated; locked & bolted Juddering with fear - promising to adhere - set free said to be "cured." Kleptomania returns; unearthing bodies from their graves, stealing skulls; a comforting souvenir, as Loving anyone meant destroying them also. Multiple personalities dominate him Norman Bates becomes Norma; his mothers persona, crawling into her skin Originating from their very kiss, kick starting a timeless love affair Paraphernalia of skins tanned, butchered conquests -keepsakes turned to art & now protecting an un Quiet mind Reasons pertaining to mental insanity Sectioned to institutions Taxidermy as a young boy fascinated his mind Urges to **** & fill, feeding euphoric highs, & even Vertigo. Women thrilled him; their smell lingered on each garment he kept. Xenos to himself; who, am I mother? Youth denied, cried away Zenith ended; his final resting place behind the bars of Mendona Mental Health Institution, 1984. © Sia Jane
Class challenge of an Abecedarius poem <3
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
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