Delusional Thomas

Savory as slavery 
& Sweet as defeat
Or eating dessert
Dry as the desert
And skin so stiff
As onyx stones or
A broken hip bone
Of the Madman who
B N collaboration
With these static
Robots after them
Being unplugged & 
R playing pretend
Like my mannequin
With rigor mortis
& being monitored
By King Crimson's
Criminal cascades
Carrying careless
KIDS killed by Bo
With his firehose
Flows at shows he
Aims at fans toes
So it goes like A
Right foot fetish
Fascination about
Manifestations of
Ruby machinations
Managed by Maroon
Amalgamations now
Conjuring callous
Calculations from
Rational rotation
Of Red revolution
To undo confusion
From convoluted &
Muted institution
As real illusions
Amass N delusions
Tricking Thomas &
Tellin' him he is
Slim like Shady &
Sent by HIM 2 men
N metamorphosis &
Hearing my chiral
Choruses endorsed
For poor foragers
Forgotten N fairy
Forests and found
N between Mania &
Dementia debating
Whenever should I
Begin? Bargainin'
With fake friends
Who R murdered by
My wicked words &
Sent 2HIM, gold N
Wind signaling my
End of Sin when I 
Sign certificates
& obituaries bent
By the council of
Trent, so instead
Of an explanation
About who I meant
I'd rather relent
My Purple eyes CC
Lent me like MENT
To finally repent
Then sent my best
Regards, so: XOXO
From an Imaginary
Friend, sittin' N
Hot saunas next 2
Men who look like
Llamas, deadly as
Black mambas, now
Dancing the samba
While singing out
Loud N a language
Dead as Latin and
Deranged as lives
Full of lies like
Sunglasses 2 hide
My black eyes and
Broken glass from
Mass, that's been
Stained with rain
Tainted by Time's
Childhood Traumas
Funded by poverty
& counting commas
N Hell then oh~so
Sudden time bends
Like a polynomial
Trend that graphs
Truth's path when
Calamity descends
Upon us so causes
Wind 2 spin, then
Found Upside-down
Built on Sinister
6 broken promises
Tattooed on hands
Dry as my Devil’s
Palms, so reading
Psalms calms down
The sound of loud
Maracas shaken by
The crowd calling
Down from cloud 9
Saying I'm fine &
Time 2 lock it up
Like The Doors or
Storms, ridden by
Foreign forms who
Are quite ready 2
Call it quits and
Finally stop this
Hustle and bustle
Then just layaway
Like presents for
Christmas waiting
2 become famous &
Thus just call me
Delusional Thomas

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Traps Of Delusion

Illusion Delusion (Final Countdown)

Me, Myself & Irene Go Stargazing (Doubting Delusional Thomas)

XOXO


Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Savory



[Alt. Draft]

Savory as slavery
& Sweet as defeat
Or eating dessert
Dry as the desert
And skin so stiff
As onyx stones or
A broken hip bone
Of the Madman who
B N collaboration
With these static
Robots after them
Being unplugged &
R playing pretend
Like my mannequin
With rigor mortis
& being monitored
By King Crimson’s
Criminal cascades
Carrying careless
KIDS killed by Bo
With his firehose
Flows at shows he
Aims at fans toes
So it goes like A
Right foot fetish
Fascination about
Manifestations of
Ruby machinations
Managed by Maroon
Amalgamations now
Conjuring callous
Calculations from
Rational rotation
Of Red revolution
To undo confusion
From convoluted &
Muted institution
As real illusions
Amass N delusions
Tricking Thomas &
Tellin’ him he is
Slim like Shady &
Sent by HIM 2 men
N metamorphosis &
Hearing my chiral
Choruses endorsed
For poor foragers
Forgotten N fairy
Forests and found
N between Mania &
Dementia debating
Whenever should I
Begin? Bargainin’
With fake friends
Who R murdered by
My wicked words &
Sent 2HIM, gold N
Wind signaling my
End of Sin when I
Sign certificates
& obituaries bent
By the council of
Trent, so instead
Of an explanation
About who I meant
I’d rather relent
My Purple eyes CC
Lent me like MENT
To finally repent
Then sent my best
Regards, so: XOXO
From an Imaginary
Friend, sittin’ N
Hot saunas next 2
Men who look like
Llamas, deadly as
Black mambas with
His deranged life
Upon us caused by
8 broken promises
Tainted by N9ne’s
Childhood Traumas
Thus just call me
Delusional Thomas

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