Have you ever broken a bone?
(untitled poem)
Madman alone, a broken hip bone –
Infinity string reel –
Band of Infinity –
Mobius strip –
No concept of inside outside
Broken Left Hip Bone
What is
The poetic
Significance of
Someone’s hip bone?
It’s important, it must B
A crazy person gave ØИΣ 2 Me
While I was looking for my §elf
Before realizing that I Am the shelf
Not a plastic toy atop, made by an elf
Wait … where was I going with this again?
My Clock’s concentration breaks all the Time
& now I’m losing my Mind while looking for rhymes
Falling out of my pockets – like Me, whenever tripping
From my Sanity N2 Calamity and – oh no! Now I Am Fallen
And I can’t get up! I’ve just broken my left hip bone
& oh shit! Yeah – that’s what this was all about
Looking for Meaning N the Madness while
Distracting my Demented Sadness
From my Manic Gladness
By putting names 2
My maladaptive daydreams
Manifestations from my screams
Of Pain & Anguish, cursing language
For never telling Me whatever’s happening
Nor ever warning Me until at least waste deep
Just how much öF Me Ü would waste while taking 2
Complete this Madman’s process called: “Mantling”
Virtually N§ane (Bear With Me)
Serial Experiments Lain
Hard 2 believe, how strange
As if She’s an invisible stain
Is the internet the Orange range?
Maybe I Am becoming: Virtually N§ane
Wild as weird werewolf with mange
& what about my hip bone pain?
Now B Time 2 become §trange
§erial⌁Experiments⌁Lain
Healing Hurts
My hip bone is healing
Unfortunately
Healing hurts
Like curing a curse
This pain is the –würst–
Driving Me crazy, hit the gas
My Madman’s Mind about 2 burst
N’2 –like §chism– 4 colors
Juicy like Starbursts
Berries & cream
Purple like lean
Tasting so clean
Whatever it means
Whatever Ü can glean
From Me & my mumbling
While staring N2 the sun
As gamma rays gleam
Make sure Ü beam
Me up like Scotty
Who doesn’t know
He’s not at a party
He’s a part N a show
‘Til he’s finally shown
Simply saying
“Oh”
So it goes
Skeleton Key & Eternity Tree
burned bodies boxing broken bones
& making a Skelton Key to unlock
desert doors to sandy shores
where Who is watching
You painting Infinity Green
like a seed of the Eternity Tree
forever growing in out§ide Reality
Domain & Range
Bizarre Star is that name’s domain
Strange orange range ~ weird words
To be heard by herds of the absurd
Birds flying without wings, rather
They sing the wind into a tingling
Like my cell phones inside ringing
Broken skeleton bones from unknown
Tones hidden outside a sacred Tome
Moon-Beam Bum (üNdØИ∃)
My Rhyme keeping in Time with mine
Oh-so vocal locals who total votes
But no one knows, of bones I broke
’cause all of them were in my head
So instead of Red, I’m Blue – dead
Set on the run to the §un – üNdØИ∃
Is the Moon-Beam Bum hidden in Öne
Liminal §leep Paralysis (Bone Thrones)
In too deep as I keep
Sinking like Иü~§tone
A11 alone, in my keep
Like closet skeletons
Bones broken and bent
To look like a Throne
As I Am watching with
Watering eyes, inside
2 disguise 4 why Home
Looks like §üM~Prison
Where criminals atone
Daddy’s Demons
Oh! My Bo! How many Times have I?
Times I didn’t pick up my phone?
Times I faked Love with clones?
Times I left You asking alone?
Times I lied, Иeeded 2 atone?
Oh! My Bo! How many times have I?
Broken brittle bones by tripping
So then crushing You underneath
My stupid fathead like a stone
Thrown by Me in a dunce cone?
So throw Me back to my glass home
Where hypocritic Al opens Me like
A Tome 2 read RΘ 4 revealing NöИø
Blue cover blown §inister B shown
’cause Δ11 which Satan savors, so
Hates God, I own
Like red witches
Held ToGetHer by Green stitches &
Burgundy bitches as if snitches 2
Expose aliens on missions & so be
Mean ’cause seen like Evil liches
Neon anomalies & glowing glitches
Plaster Caster Bones
Feeling a need 2 atone
4 how brittle I’ve let
Grow closeted skeleton
Bones, such a disaster
Strength of plaster or
The incompetent Master
Who’d been cast by Her
2 observe yet Lost His
Nerve when Cupid heard
What Blue’s Bird Found
& deciding 2 debase И∃
Place having ödd∿taste
Like Alien Mother Base
From beyond built upon
Absurdities & oddities
Like weird words & CES
Deserts N dire needing
Of §weet Desserts shot
With Love’s Cure which
B administered by Care
Caster’s Bass∿Blasters
Bone Mission
Must hold on Baal’s Bones buried N
§üM∿Prison öF §tone ñ§ide ñü∿unown
Forming from forms found Λ11∿Å|ØИΣ
& causing grass 2 grow green as ñü
Flows now flowering, glowing green
Green as my mean baby stowed ñ§ide
Tree’s trunk & B dripping like sap
Then covering Me N gooey gunk that
Stunk even worse than a sour skunk
When Ñ Яoam
When Ñ Яoam
Must atone
All alone
So Ü groan
Fully grown
Like a clone
Thunder dome
Broken bones
Red sea foam
Temple tomes
Garden gnomes
Pointless cone
Home §weet Home
Parrot~Bard’s Tarot Cards (Traveling Without Moving)
I’m beginning to
REMember some things
And not a lot, but enough
To actually believe Certainty
When Epiphany evaporates from Me
Like I’m looking N the Lost & Found
For clothes & cleats at the Sports Barn
So I can still try to play N tonight’s game
While not even knowing my own team’s name
Because I forgot it, alongside my own
& now I don’t know how to get home
So I’m like a skeleton without any bones
There N §pirit, but nothing that can wear it
& now nobody can see Me, they need more carrots
So eyes can better see & read the room like Tarot
Cards carried by Parrot~Bards, who charge for fun
Glimpses N2 a mystic’s forensics and other psuedo
Sciences with an intrinsic investment N expensive
Supernatural matters & using sanity as collateral
Losing it trying to figure You out, now realizing
I can’t, deciding to go around You like a lateral
Lunge to avoid a collision and barely missed it
Then, resume my handling of Misery Business
While somehow traveling without moving
Calypso’s Color-Code
So fun 2 rhyme words
as JoJo, N Go! Mode
so feeling ñü∿Flow
down 2 the marrow
of my very bones
breaking where it
becomes narrow, so
have 2 B careful öF
breaking the brittle
places of cone shapes
since Colors N Clarity
rarely B appearing, yet
sharing vitality with Me
Meaning still manifesting
N messes with addresses
So, though nonsense B
the mathematical mode N
my writing, there’s still
meaning there 2 materialize
4 §pecial eyes Whö know, then
becoming apparent 2 all visions
like an ent trying 2 hide N§ide A
deserted desert valley or more like
like Paul’s prophecy, passing through
Me, using clairvoyancy 4 mind’s modus N
mid-manifestation, materializing N2 A
mundane reality, creating catalytic
characters who causes causality 2
recreate reality radically – 2C
Whö deserves 2 B named ñü∿1st
letter alphabetically, when
ever We R deciding 2 play
with Remix, rearranging
our language DNA just
2 claim an öDD name
B reflection öF A
imperfect image
like imported
items which
R damaged
N route
& now
out
●
×
○
öF
our
soup
stock
Suzaku
just so
You know
then when
Ü read His
Truth and R
searching, 4
§üM∿Proof, or
handling being
aloof using öDD
conjurations, öF
chirality’s crazy
causality, causing
curious conversions
Calypso’s Color-Code
will begin 2 GLOW! So
now like nodes going 2
power lazer light shows
Having given Truth 2 Ü
thus, granting 2 both
öF ܧ, meaning You &
Me Whö B Lost N§ide
A rhyme Outside öF
time and placed N
stasis then tied
down like laces
2 keep hold öF
Whö I Am next
time Ü do go
away & make
Me lose my
marbles &
soon too
my Mind
so, then
looked B4
forgetting
Me so can’t
REMember Whö
Ü R nor how I
Am Whö B Whö I
Am really, Ü’ll
C1 day, just try
not 2 cry over my
§weetest Pie, made
4 Me, but now being
eaten by another guy
who did not even want
2 try a bite öF Her oh
§weet slice of Life, so
like an anime where MC’s
Childhood♡Friend actually
wins then becomes his Wife
Heavy Holdovers
Holding onto this heavy soul
Burning N Hell like I’m coal
Broken like my brimstone bones
Assailed by a scent of sulphur
Reading from his obsidian tome
Reliving tragedy like a gopher
Running towards Sisyphian goals
Dinner looks like an empty bowl
Hunger hounding the men in mounds
Blasphemy of Ba’al’s burial rites
Skeletons sing a song that sounds
Like the night when light ignites
Shifting sands near seashore shoal
Debating Fate before Destiny doles
Chance like Lance’s dance with France
Romantic rumors, gossip turned septic
Sending me into shock ⌁ into a trance
Shaking like a quaker who’s epileptic
190 – Drawing Bones
I Am a cold clean-cut Criminal
I Am an Upside-Down Inside-Outlaw
I Am locked Inside a broken mind so
Outside can’t see my forgotten flaws
I just wanna go home-Sweet-home
Back Inside Love, my only true Law
Still never will you see new me
Leave the home of my sharp claws
So instead of choosing just one
& then like a child begin to bawl
I’m gonna win both home & away
I’ll own every court with any ball
Time to play, you better be ready
Else I’ll cut you with my chainsaw
’cause I’ve planted my new roots
Far beyond where God even saw
& though I’m now alone & afraid
Still I’m not a baby who crawls
Still I’m a Kid both Inside & Out
Still I sound like crazy crow caws
Still I sing along, Bluebird Song
Still I feel the mirror Monster naw
On every part of Me ’til I’m You
& crazy as a mad cow eaten raw
& although my flesh is almost gone
My skeleton still continues to draw
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
♡Sugar☆World☮ 