it’s starting again
that feeling of racing a million miles an hour into a brick wall
incessant mumbling in the back of my head
it’s hot outside
it’s hell in here
the walls are bleeding
it falls in thick globs onto the carpet
black clouds of flies feasting
occasionally taking on human form
whispering dark secrets that cause my brain to melt and slowly pour down my face
i shaved
the razor came away rust colored
i looked into the mirror and saw my face deteriorate
like the end of raiders but in slow motion
the shower sprayed acid across my skin
body wash in decadent decay fragrance
the loofa thick with flesh
chunks clogging the drain
i’m a walking nightmare baby
come give me some love
i’m the lone gunmen
seeking your grassy knoll
degenerative diseases and limbs flopping from disuse
become a horror movie trope
a boogeyman on the loose
been in a dark place
only getting darker
been in a bad place
going from bad to worse
i can hear them banging on the door while i dissolve here in the shower
pounding that i can’t tell if it is in my head or in the causeway
no pretty words today i fear
all beauty has gone away
there’s nothing attractive about a man in midst of dire crisis
hoodoo voodoo under a witch’s spell
cursed and corrupted
where i’m headed none can tell
the signposts have been torn down
the creatures have escaped
the walls are made of human skin
i can’t tell if i’m awake
it’s happening again
he screamed but the he is me i think
i thought i saw a butterfly
but with a tiger’s teeth
someone pulled the plug and it all goes stagnant in the sink
i’m a walking nightmare baby
won’t you come give me some love
i’m the lone gunmen darling
hiding out in your grassy knoll
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It really isn’t. But thank you.
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I don’t know a lot but I know when I’ve done something wrong. This is distinctly one of those times.
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