never mind i’m fine

i got some trauma it’s by design

i manifested a long decline

i lick shoeshine from my favorite swine

look for the old land mines

dig ’em up feed ’em to my feline

wanna-be witch with a secret shrine

maybe one day i’ll envelop my history

learn how to pick the right path

but for the moment i think i’ll postpone that commitment


try not to laugh

rifle through a cabinet of intrusive villainy

they comfort me like a flash

disorienting overwhelming and unrelenting

the real triple crown of the trash

– D K T


life ends. why pretend

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