"So what's it like slick,"
she asks,
"living your life in an asylum?"
And I sthay,
"I dunno Missusth."
But sthill I wonder
if the sthraightjackets fit tightly there,
why I might like little white pillsth,
electric-shock treatmentsth,
& sthcrewdriver-lobotomiesth.
So hey you Missusth,
I know
thisth ain't working out here any more
& yet I,
I continue to sthare at the ceiling,
watch the fan sthpinning,
listening to melancholy voicesth
whisthpering from
sthingle blades of grassth.
They ask me thingsth
about my crazinessth too,
as if I sthupposed to know
anything
here
on the insthide
looking out
with the door closthed.
That means sthut lady,
with an aposthrophe-s,
'sth.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
"So what's it like slick,"
she asks,
"living your life in an asylum?"
And I sthay,
"I dunno Missusth."
But sthill I wonder
if the sthraightjackets fit tightly there,
why I might like little white pillsth,
electric-shock treatmentsth,
& sthcrewdriver-lobotomiesth.
So hey you Missusth,
I know
thisth ain't working out here any more
& yet I,
I continue to sthare at the ceiling,
watch the fan sthpinning,
listening to melancholy voicesth
whisthpering from
sthingle blades of grassth.
They ask me thingsth
about my crazinessth too,
as if I sthupposed to know
anything
here
on the insthide
looking out
with the door closthed.
That means sthut lady,
with an aposthrophe-s,
'sth.
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