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Look all around you.
Have a good look.
Look long and hard.
Doesn't it all suck.
I'm so ######6 happy,
That I didn't breed,
And bring into being,
More mouths to feed.
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Ring Ring, Ring Ring...
Hello?
Sir! Please!
A bag of your finest heroin!
And make it ssssnappehhhhh!
Here I'm about to binge
Some vintage Richard Pryor!
And the clock's ticking, dude!

My nose is red
Coz I'm sniffing glue
So let's do some acid
And go to the zoo

Oh my Lord
Lordy Lordy
Lord on Fire
Lordamundo
Don't you just hate
Whiney self-pitying poetry
How about this, bitch
How about you turn that frown upside down
And get a plane, bus, taxi to my place
You'll love it at my place
I've painted all the walls weird psychedelic colours
And painted over the glass on the windows
And soundproofed the walls
So we're all just sealed off from the outside world
I can ...

I am bulimic
I am anorexic
I am avoidant
I am dysthymic
I am anhedonic
I am autistic
I am one sick puppy
A sick little girl
That's what they tell me
I should be in a padded cell
This straitjacket is driving me crazy
My bed is like a womb right now
Hello, how are you
I would love to share opiates with you
I stalk serial Killers
I'm crazy
Come with me
Love, ...

I got my belly button pierced
With a little silver bar
Curved like a banana
With two little silver balls at each end
When I look in the mirror at my navel
At those little silver balls on my hard flat belly
I just love it
It is so sexy
It's amazing how a little silver bar
On the birth scar of willowy emaciated body
Can thrill me so much
Thrill me to the bone ...

I'm woke up sad today
As usual
So I took too much ecstasy
Now I'm in my kitchen
Naked as the day I was born
Rubbing ice cubes on my nipples
And up and down and all around
My beautiful emaciated torso
Not an ounce of fat there
My pale face is flushed red
My nipples are on fire
But the ice is helping
The ice melts on my radiant skin
That is at least ...

A poem I wrote a few months ago...

Mother I am broken you see,
I can't handle much more.
I look around at my life,
in shambles on the floor.
I see the dark clouds outside,
are the rain drops tears for me?
My tears flow from my eyes,
making it harder to see.
Blinding me time and time again,
the lightning flashes before my eyes.
Every time it happens,
A part of me dies. ...

Crown and Coke
Jack and Smoke

I love them both
Don't tell me nope

Amber liquid seeps through my brain
faster than a ######6 train

Talking $#%^ all the time
When I'm drunk #######4 starts to rhyme

People hate me
That's okay.
It's all about me,
That's what they say.

Too much drama, too much chaos
Pot and kettle,
Trauma Trauma

Delusional outcast
Must be fake
No personality
That's what they say.

But there is ...

Here's a poem I wrote about the psyche ward many years ago.

Artificial Walls

There's a man who plays the violin within the artificial walls
She dances to his melody within the artificial walls
Some say her life is empty
But she says her life is full
Of dreams
and full of fantasy
Within the artificial walls

It was a nurse who said to my mother on one of my stays in the hospital, "This ...

unpartitioned spaces of my mind the delivery unkind
holding polling you The factory matts I might as well hack
Severely needed in your semen, fickle love to shove . the blinded ears of his are near
I think tis the season of healing this ducks of sea of love . another blinded dove ..