They're mistaking me for Francis E Dec, yet again!My symptomatology's presented with a bitter naked glossolalia at their learnèd conferences,They're mistaking me for Francis E Dec, yet again! by magamo
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Where implant Twitter Radio parasites,
Gilded surgical interventions of Area 51 false effigy Angels,
Tweeted detailed dystopian demonic disaster diagnoses for impostor shocktor doctors' delectation.
It's my Borderline Debacle Paraphilia, aggravated by addiction
To licorice vodka served in sleek anthracite goblets,
Abetted by a thousand voice albino choir chanting Hildegard von Bingen's Kyrie Eleison!
"Can't you hum some more melodic motif?" I once asked the funereal choirmaster.
"Talk to the hand", he answered, shoving buzzing cyborg digits in my face.
I said, "Mister, I don't give a flying fat frittata for your feudal feminista funk!"
Shouldn't I have been banished by now (without recourse, without remorse)
To brain bank cities underneath a darkly powdered lunar sea?
Instead, I beg to be brainwashed with ultraviolet vacuum video,
By the secret Triad trillion