Anti Valentines Day Poem

Imagination is a strange thing
when the subconscious is drunk of something
it really starts to sing
scream and shout to, reflected in attitudes
like sunlight; fire on the grass
mirage of a miracle
twisted up, diamond knot, so subliminal
so call of the war of minds
a bullet grazed
then I woke up mentally scarred
the devil took you far

Music plays and says things
about the memorable days
foggy nights, got caught in the haze
follow me, got my cult
we’ll cause damage
lunatics loose on a rampage
an army of psychos arming their psyches
with the weapons and ammunition
that’s stock piled in my imagination

My eyes will see the glory of a bloody knife
playing god rearranging and taking lives
yesterday I walked into the wrong set,
must have been an erotic movie
something beautiful trana seduce me
I was cast to conquer the enemy but the distractions bliss
when the director shouted cut
I thought it was the kill code
so I stabbed her after we fucked
I told her “sorry I’ve been brainwashed
to kill anyone I love
and you played perfect for me
,thrilled me with your lust”

Wake up wondering “What the blunt!”
conjuring crazy thoughts up
like “I’m paranoid
are clowns with mack 10s stalking me”
call me victim of conditioning
part of the pyramid scheme
that the eye is envisioning

written 12-13february 2012

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