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Neurodivergent here. All the disgusting things I do or think on display. Wail away. |
…and there’s no story end. the drama replays but not in my head — overplayed, oh, well-worn vinyl. my axe grinds, speakers beg please, baby, please, but not on my knees, in my dark, daring four walls, the inter-dimension, to echo back my genius, but……. ……oh…..wellllllll, none can tell. compare, as if I should care? no frequency, can’t dial me in. what is this, another sin? play by rules, must conform? to a cliche playlist during every set I rip the ceiling off this shit for pigs in my mosh pit, playing cops, rusty handcuffs that’ll never fit my slender wrist? stand back while I pick at you, amp past 11 hole past hell, oh well, dark, i navigate, learned to live within. oh, oh, oh wel-ellllll. ooh, ooh, ooh, I should be in hel-elllll. can’t rip this flesh, ‘cause I’m only bone, vibratin’ strings like steel cable bendin’ defendin’ sound so, so so low, so, so, so wrapt, apt. don’t care how you livin’ or where were you at. slosh, slide, slum, my little piggies, squeal as you can… i’ll rip, you keep poundin’ that sand can’t kill what’s dead, maaa-aannn…oh well, ooh, ooh, ooooohhhhh, yea-aaaahhhh! Hell, Ya! 4.13.23 let’s reset this table, boil another batch of brew, see what renews… another version of you? |