A Dear Iconoblast Be

Behold!
me broken heart
broke
justlike
mefcknMindHead,
          pieces
          become
magicpills, ailin'f'what's
              good'onya...


Behold(again)!
me broken tweedledee
          tweedledum
            deedum
lighting up thy motherin sky
          just like thee
goddbless'ed 4th'o ju'ly,
          eating shit,
          drinking pee,
t'celebrate our pride in
          vicious exploitation
          heroic/victorious
as blood boiling in heavenhell


Behold(yet'again)! eye'm here
          as hear iyam, belost/bereft
          of speaking-terms wit
any in-thee-know knowledge/ all
          gobbledy-gootz'd on
          thee Sabbath & elsewhere
          thy erstwhile canon of crap
laying siege to billions'o makebelieve
          soul shows showin'souls,
          sewin'soles for stupid
          alitter'ative shiverrin'timbas
in my Wellsian Time Machine, Off On A Comet, or
          is it Vernian?\fuck,aye don'remember,
          tho Lovecraft woulda sent his love
          if'n it hadn't been so cold that
          winter of whichever year it might've
          been at the time in it's place


Behold!(my boobooloo swayin gentle in this'ere
           florid breeeeeze), for I-I-&-I
           have No Idear wha'th'hell is 'this' of which
           eye speak, & there's not a soul about, nor
           a'near this place
           who knows who knows who knows
           how/when/why
to feed thee Icons ! (in our Hour of Medicinal Need)


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