The Best Bandelaro

Bandelaro in my corner, come and wisk me away in a dream.  I am here to consult the whispers in your mind.  We can see a seascape and go from there.  It is time for you to put away your gun and pick up a number one chef's knife.  Start dismembering vegetables, actually, with all your rage.  The fire in your eyes is beautiful to me.  It is like a tree that has been whipped in the wind for too long.  All of the leaves are gone and late at night its branches speak of a horror that is unspeakable.  Maybe my mask quelled the exploding star inside of your chest.  Hindus and shi ites were there to honor your dignity and let you hear my jokes for free.  Maybe they are the most healing.  My covering made them see my eyes and have my dignity in this room.  I just needed to celebrate today as I calmly trace the reality of what occurred before and in that moment.  Grab my hand and let us feel the ecstasy.  You are so good at what you do.  I have now vetted you for the WAR ROOM in DC.  That bandana is perfect for every day.  Sometimes, to be one's best he needs ANONYMITY.