The labcoats prescribed me a plan
To keep away the devil man
The dancing little lunatic who whispers in my ear
An undigested piece of beef Ebenezer suggests
8 hours of sleep and the voices will rest, cease
All the rooms will stop spinning and sidewalks lay flat
The garden gnomes with razor blades and adorable pointy hats
Approach with pitter pat
Of tiny little feet in glossy jackboots
Nazi repetition and crack troops invade my broken, hollow, flat, infested dreams
Crawling with the maggots of delirium
An onslaught of intravenous nutrition
Decision is incision is revision is revulsion of my compulsion to let the little loony have his way
Why not today?
What do you have planned?
Dinner, you say?
Why thank you so kindly for the advice
But you see I am in love with this other me
This witching hour splice
The mirror has received my love letter written in toothpaste so to clean my dirty mouth
A two-for-one special: I want in and he wants out
Lip-synching my derision
Reflect divinity in glass
Where is your reason that allows all this to pass for ample parts truth and water?
The necessity of lies?
Who should I believe and why?
And what have they invested?
Inasmuch this wherewithal, does use my pen to scribe
The mantra of my caterwaul
“What do I think and why?”
Oh bother it’s all improper anyway
I think I’ve crossed a line
Reflected divinity in glass
Toothpaste directions to a pancake breakfast
Of course dear boy I’ll bring the duck
You go about your way
The little loon is dressed in skin
But I am just here to play
* This is my version of 'Run, run as fast as you can, I'll catch you I'm a Madman ( http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/5942/ )by David S. (Viddax) whom you can find here( http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Viddax/ )