Saturday, January 15


talk to a void.
no sound.
good stuff.

drill in my head.... won't ever be quiet, will it?
hammers. insanity.
crave insanity.
what a good excuse it would be.
"sorry, I'm just crazy" I'd say to them.
Madmadmadmad as a hatter, brilliant or what?

sit there all day in your waste... singing songs to the walls
talking to yourself
and howling at the doors.

if i weren't so sane, i'd be worried
but i can afford to flip out.
FlipFlipFlipFlip - who'd notice?

Bask in self pity.
Basque self pity.

let random crazy crap flow from your funny little fingers. tasty
little funny fingers with fuzzy fur covered nails... *lick*
up up up up up up up up
and
down down down down down down down

lead me.
led me.
read me.
red me.

take me.
bake me.
cook me with flour.
with flowers. make them white crazy daisy weeds.
me seeds.