soniktoothe

my mind is hazy, drenched in static
too many layers of feedback fuzz
twisted thoughts like gnarled roots
to trip and stumble over,
I got a fractured skull, busted lip
drowning in jumbled, spastic, narcoleptic fits
oh pretty please, if you could just give an inch
I think I would take six feet
grind my head against pavement scrape
all these former features scurge and rape
toss it off into the byzantine, obtuse
scattering of shards that are my subconsious
by the way do you have a mint?
a sugar sweet piece of gum? or better yet
a lead bullet from a gun
to get this acrid taste out of my mouth