Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Knock Knock

You looked at me and did see divinity, but the sight and sound of mercy made me ROBOT to your tortured brain that evening.  I do not separate, you divide.  I deal without knowledge, and deal with the pain, in time, always in time.  It spans years and years, but now the slate is clear, and I can hear.  I cannot be a baby doll or a mannequin, but I can be "friend" and warn you in time.  I have no jealousy about the whims of madmen.  I am a different being and I start the clock ticking.  I am going home eventually.  I love your hair today was always offensive until I me Detective Phil Beaver.  He said it with glee and then touched my ponytails.  All of Smokey Bones almost exploded with sexual harrassment charges, against me.  Surrounded by sickos and always the scurge s left me as fatigued, but I do have a sniper rifle in my invisible SUV.  You come near me "off campus" and I will explode your brain like a "watermelon." (Proper sniper term).  There are many things you do not know about me so just know that you DO NOT want to meet me alone on a dark street.  Serenity is just the beginning.  My 50 point ammo clip is full and I am about to rage against the machine.  Music accompnies your larceny against me.  My shots are SILENT and RIGHTIOUS.  Never approach from behind or LILLY will be at that door.  Gun Show Muncie.  They were ALL my weapons, saved from WWII.  I trained in a different realm before birth.  Don't keep knockin or they will be cockin.

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