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
dissociate
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
D K T 