Being Autonomous

I know the reality. I just do artistry in this land of brutality. I see you out on the sidewalk with dark shades on. You are about to be busted for being so cool. It is definitely a felony. You rock the gate, and I rush your soul. I stand there, across street with mime make up on and no gloves. I smile as I think frown, and my hand goes down my face erasing it all. I want to mate with your mind, but you are too angelic and free just as you are. I sense Andy and Dr. Andrew coming through. Thoughts. Be my PLUTONIUM, and blow them away with your really white teeth today. I can't move. I am too perfect here as a stoodge. I find you perfect. I climb the City County Bldg in Indy with my spidey gum, and toothless wonder. The lieutenant has really let himself go. I think he took some Urban stock advice from Joe. He is unincorporated because of me. I will determine points that move me to destiny. Computer on. Glasses off. Write with passion, creativity, an williness to help me be free. Left right loss of Narcissistic ones.