The cell with no cellmate, I am my own imaginary friend
My friend I’ll say it clear
I am dead and dying in the cat box
Marching back through the shards of glass
Along the information highway
Glass statues real class real shit and snot I give
The pantheon of petri dish
And petrified dog shit
Theoretical girls mathematical sluts
I’m einstein-rosenburg deep dark
Into the mind, mad, blades
A plaything of dead and dying, baby
Size 12 and the anger at the changing room mirror
The big bad man and the big bad day with the clouds
On the brain fog forecast forever and ever
Foggy mirrors and crying in the shower stall
Digging a ditch digital bitch
Size 12 font, double spaced, the road to hell
Cop cars and theoretical scars, I weren’t playing nothing
A cup of tea and a kitchen knife and shitty old video games
I got a high off of anger enemy and jokes about meth and death
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Bite! Bite me!
Dog bite submarine
I hope the beatlemania
Pinch me dreaming
USA Bleeds for
Theory of everything
All is nothing
Shitstorm leech
Mirror tells the lie
I buy the ice
From the psycho
Eskimo Joe
When I die
Let me go
You ask me If I’ll have friends over
Cashing cheques checking in on
The closest thing to love I’ve lived
Is overdose underdose over the moon
Happiness is not euphoria and muscle spasms
Let down by the wires that hold
The brain to the hellhole shithole
My best friend in the whole world
The shadows of the mind palace
The up pills and the down pills
It’s all downhill from here
The dawning of a new feeling
A new kick, a jam and a fear
I never had no friends
And as I lie in the filth
I’ll join the lost and the longed for
The opera and the menace
Dead by 35
Cold and lonesome
The lack of
Loneliness is company
Corporate creation
Frankenstein of one man
Adam
2 hemispheres of one brain
Self pity suicide
Starvation of a social sort
The stooges and the outcast
Fishing in a macdonalds
Crawling. Crawling. Raving
My psychiatrist
Easter eats away
Schizo means fractured
Frax scale by the uni
Unipolar bipolar dipolar
Magnetic puppy
Love, loss and the lithium
Threat and risk
Stroke in the psycho-geri
I’m in the trenches
Digging ditches
I never! Friends are strangers
People are strange
Amongst the I’s and me’s
I am the ugliest man
If you are
Who you are
On the inside
Destiny of a dead god
Manic panic crash echo
After the seventh day
Manifesting my given hand
Waiting for the next night train
It’s the American knockout
The columbine strings telegraph
Wires in the brain
The three body problem
Body program pogrom
Orbitting the centre of the home
Soul in one, caught redhanded
The love I’ve loved
And lost
Turns dusty powder brown
Like the baggy jumper
You wear as I draw dark
I’ve one good eye, my third
Squinting through a see-miles
Can you still have bad memories
If you’re sure there’s no good
The shadows with no light, night with no moon
The fingers look like rotted trees
I thought the friends I pushed away
They were never there at all
Social anxiety on its lonesome
I am no part of the change
Don’t blame me
In and out like a fiddler’s elbow
Trash to treasure to forget me not
I go through friends like rain hammocks
Amongst the creeks and the superstores
I left them to live as I die
Cherry picking cottonmouth
Blame the player, not the game
I never rolled the number 7 again
She came home from the war
The SS wear drag unmedicated
The teatowels were stained
I have no memories
They’re saying it could be a stroke
Reflection evasion and tears choked
By the airs of the sea breeze
With every chain loosened
I take a step towards
A stab in the dark
At the paeds and with the new bloods
Royalty with a gang history in psychiatry
Friendly fighting match between anorexics
Some kids get mickey mouse and superman
Man and men in costume on the payroll
Visiting valkyries all psychopompous
Flirting with sick scumfucks flitting
With death upon the weight of ghosts
Love is a battlefield, don’t hurt me
Pop gun culture like mould on the mind
I was by images into the image icon of
Flesh and blood and blood and bone
Tossed like crumbs, stars like glitter
I can see the future and it’s coming soon
Monsoon Typhoon my life as a butterfly
Beautiful house, beautiful bitch
How did we get here?
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Colour inside the sertralines Certified
Solar millimolar mass of the bolar roast
Humble is the inheritance of the noise
Inside my head and walktalking backwards
Drinking deep the doormouse treacle
For my birthday I had a deathday
Mummy mother dearest
My best friend is cyan and purple
Wallow in the guilt filth
Swallow the gristlepride
I get older everyday
Life is expected of me
Dead by 55
By the math
Kick the shit
Kick out the jams
Wherefore and how could
I resist shit like this
Dancing carmelita
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The bombing of the versace tourist trap
The A-Bomb in the reflection of an iphone
Choice meats for the world’s best hot dogs
Old German town speaking French
Alsace Lorraine without antipsychotics
Schizofreak creep on the castle wall
The whispering of spies and dead girls
The friends and family drop like flies
She was as black as ivory and white as coal
Fine china all over, a bull if there ever was
I was the white trash shitstain leech
Trash collected like treasurer glitter litter
A pet puppy dog like a puppet on a string
Razors like the lonesome blues
The mariana trenches of the somme in the brain
Deepen with the thunder of the 15 minute train
We don’t need a clock around here
Listening to the drumdeadbeat telltale heart
Of mine and yours
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Horse face whoremouth
With that dogstreet smile
The cops live here too
Billyclubs line the footpath
Northwest left right hut two
Over and out down down town
I live by the word of RA
I’m the dog to the leash
Leishmania and toxoplasma
Puppy loves chases tails
Self hatred barking bite
Horror sex horror night
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Nothing super in my superstition
Delusion in the basis of the brain
Down the drain again
I want your consciousness
Religion is a mind amongst
And I’m a hydrocarbon truth
Neogenesis of disease
I am a mother of a virgin
Planet earth is blue
You're running red hot hell
Sunkissed pissed in the moonlight
Open my mind like butterfly wings
On the tear edge of the eye storm
Don't mind my fixed fuck smile
Grin to crack my chin
Split my soul
For a heart with a hole in the hull
An old leaky boat in the blue ruin blues
Down by the bayou river sea meets
And wings of a flock feather
Take flight of fancy
Into arms of velvet underground gloves
Living fast, loving hard
Sink drink deep into a blossom bosom body
Lift me above the sky
In your arms and your skin sin
Peel back a layer of a lover lie low
The bleeding heart bleeds free
And I hide amongst the nerves and the neurons
Like an actor in your costume
In your arms
You need hands to show you love
S & N, R & J Vicious viscous
Takin it slow leads leading life
Rebel rebel rock and roll narcissus
The moonlight of the walking dead
Dead on my feet amongst death
Outshines the tossed star night
Bathe in its naked glare
And I was moaning low
Riding High a Rambling Man
Living love loving hard
I died in your arms
It’s not my heartbeat no more
There is rot in hell
And this is cloud 9
And you’re a step above
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