Kaleidescape.

Took it out of my coat

Made a collage of every ØИΣ öF my falls

Then looked at it through a kaleidoscope

Got -stuck- & Lost N the illusion of Infinity

Looking at ñü∿objects N Apollo’s mirror

Of different faces sharing a single stare

Now, reflecting crimson fear – 2 terror

Eyes, the man N the mask who’s afraid

2 take of, it’s been seared N2 place,  so

2 take it away 2 reveal Whö I Am really

B an impossibility, tragedy manifestations

Means revealing Me 2 You requires 6 Paths

Of Pain that looks like the man without a Face

After ripping & tearing flesh from bone trying

2 undo Destiny’s Doomsday destination 4 Me

& atone 4 calling that girl “cunt” on the phone

While awaiting Green Mac 2 attack me from

The back seat of my car as I drove towards

Requiem – 365 still needs some Time 2 cook

N meantime, go write a hook 4 the good book

& find a skincare routine 2 help with healing

After Banana Man peeled off your yellow skin

& chapped lips, which I must admit looks like

Shit, but trust me, it hurts worse, need gauze

Covering my head like a mummy 2 B changed

Every 205 minutes else, gonna get infections

Dirtier than elections gerrymandering sections

& Gary, Indianaintersections, meaning disgust

Hits like a bus as boils full of festering puss bust

So You better follow the directions 2 the letter if

You ever want your ñü∿face 2 glow golden like

Giorno’s experience, but then cold wind blows

Which blows because it burns those exposed

Parts of your face revealing a green grimace

With pursed purple lips complimenting my

Yellow teeth, next – noticing cherry cheeks

Down 2 a crimson chin, and maroon maw

& though a little öDD at first, now that You

Got a better look, You start 2 like the look

& feel much braver replacing reupholstery

’cause it’s easier 2 inspire “Me” without

Your cowardice complexion, now desiring

2 B Free! Flowing as mermaid tails & Haru’s

Style even Zuckerberg fails 2 block, just one of

My Flow~of~consciousness accomplishments

I keep achieving even if pretending I’m dumb

Anytime someone tries interrogating letters

“Y, did You do this? Y, would You even try?”

“Y, won’t You just go jump off that bridge”

Where do Y even start? Try taking out

The splinter N my eye like sty? Or by

My pointing out the plank protruding

From You – You can’t even C Me until

Working with wood like a carpenter

But the thing is – even then You can’t B

Certain if I Am still your friend because

Even if I look like “Me” so did “my” Brittany

But that bitch kicking my shins & screaming

How mean I Am 4 bleeding on her bed sheets

Making Me REMember that’s not Her, rather

My previous Love who had shoved me over

The edge during my Time under oaths made

N court, nee’ a real good lawyer 2 get me off

My murder charges, one that barges N like

A Sargent entering a Private’s apartment

Luckily for Me, I hear this guy who they

R giving Me B so §weet at debating Law

& hard 2 believe, but heard him claiming

His kills R so high, He can place chains

On skies because He’s above it all, even

Frauds pretending 2 B gods, while He’s

Riding around golden nimbus cloud so

Cs every flaw befalls You – like angels &

Demons being pretty extreme whenever

Sentencing criminals like animals sent

2 the slaughter – they’re the reson only

Noah got 2 embark on his Ark – though

I’m not gonna give it much thought thus

Trust Him – because either way, nothing

I can do but await my court date when

Judgment initiates – rather than wasting

Time worrying about nothing & crying

When I can’t think of something – I Am

Gonna doodle N my notebook & write

Some wicked rhymes 2 pass the Time

Nothing better 2 do when I’m a Lovefool

Loves flannel cardigans, though lost Love

Leaving Me only a fool who Lost my empty

Head, painting the black door, Red that day

Angels arrested Me 4 taking my own name

N vain after going N§ane awaiting the last

Train home – Patience is a virtue – too bad

My desire 2 fly held onto Me tight as a vice

As I let go any advice like practice watching

Ice caps until they melt – rather hang myself

With guitar strings or a belt – at least that’s

How I felt after the pain from all the pills

& champagne that don’t mix well unless

You’re an alchemist mixing them 2 make

Green poison – I was, but pretend I wasn’t

Rather than admit what I’d tried 2 commit

Should’ve quit after I missed, but I doubled

Down like a clown – this time, I wouldn’t let

Fate decide whether or not I arrived – shotgun

Wedding like Panic! at the Disco – I wrote both

Sins & tragedies and painted bloody portraits

Of my face one of those nights when left with

No reason – Spring season – allergies aren’t Y

My eyes were Red when the feds came N

2 witness the folie of man turning N2

Folie á Deux – because back 2 my lawyer

He really is as rad as they say – Hell delayed

But the Way he chooses 2 provide Proof that

I deserve a 2nd chance at Youth B N§ane – He

Offered his Newborn son’s body 2 host Me

Like Jinchūriki – I was the tailed beast now

Trapped N this kid who never knew what

I did because I hid the Truth of my Youth

Because he was just a Kid, though N reality

I couldn’t say it 2 my mirror so I just sat

There as I silently stared everywhere

Besides N§ide His beautiful blue eyes

Because even at 2 – specialized at C~ing

Through lies even while N disguise, so

Played dumb 2 his questions whenever

The answer was buried too deep beneath

My shame – below even the grave where

I buried the Game after numbing my Name

I thought I would take this secret beyond

Mine & all the way 2 his grave as well

Then it happened – he dug up whatever

Piece of Me was buried N Nirvana & kept

Digging because I still wouldn’t come clean

Until this §weet Kid found himself N Hell

Ironic it took this long 2 C Sulphuric seas

When I deserved 2 B here from the beginning

But now an innocent kid is stuck here with Me

4 an Eternity of suffering because he refuses 2

Abandon Me – and all I ever did was play pretend

But N that moment – Proof: He B my real Friend

& though I couldn’t care about Me – finally felt

Something – purpose, drive, desire – determination

Is what I felt – determined 2 not let another tragedy

Escape from my being that would just end up

Haunting another Kid ’til waking up Red like

Me & now Whö’s N between Me & Eternity

No longer content on doing my time 4 my crime

I would rhyme until when I was able 2 again ascend

But give it 2 Him – the §weet Kid, he doesn’t deserve

2 burn 4 Me – N between is always vague & fuzzy

But eventually – We succeed! Don’t tell him only

Only He can leave, not Me – He realizes while

So I was N for a surprise one sunrise

When one of my tries turned N2 attempt

Who I Am really because

wisted

2 B taken

Made up those who broke the mold