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I wear a smile
while viewing ceramic tile,
hoping inside,
that my mind
isn't fried.

Tripping on acid
envisioning facets
petting my basset
sniffing the rancid
oil on the chassis.

The motor's now humming
the police are coming
man, am I bumming
I better start running.

Away from the thought
of the drugs that I bought
Oh, have I fought!
I am so distraught!!

But the pain will fly from me
thoughts of you will numb me
I am a dummy
rubbing your tummy.

You know I must be stopping
cause sound, it is hopping
popcorn is popping
and people are dropping.

Too many people
falling deeper
into a steeple
of creepy sheep.

"Baa."
is their language a sin?
are we the only ones
who don't understand?

All of the creatures
catch double features
at the Cineplex
to see "Vortex,"
listening to
"Radio X."

Pulling up in their autos
out jump the Sportos
all wearing Day-Glos
spandex trousers.

Me? I view prime time
sipping a white wine
from a vineyard so fine
on my fork there are three tines.

Munching a salad
humming a ballad
about an eagle with no talons
putting up little challenge.

To the poacher's weapon
in three shots it is deadened
it's life has been threatened
it won't survive.

Walking off with his treasure
I view obvious pleasure
from killing a measure
of God's distant love.

A love, it confines me
there are ropes
they bind me
nothing can hide me
from the way that I feel.

My feelings are muffled
my feathers are ruffled
my cards, they are shuffled
my song is now nailed.

Hammers and torches
marriages, divorces
tests running their courses
Who is to blame?

I am the wanted
but not the needed
my eyes are beaded
I am conceited.

I am alone.