Now Amelia's voice talks only to space,
But Betty still remembers it,
Tantalizing, from an unknown place,
Now somewhere out in the next galactic neighborhood,
...
I want to be a dark tree in the shadows,
In a yard where nobody goes;
To be forgotten, just like starlight
In the ship's hold, far below.
...
Describe your hobbies in short paragraphs
Describe your goals in one
Label yourself appropriately
And never ask for help.
...
Evil walks on feet like ours
But sees through keyless locks,
It's tunnel-visioned nightly harms
In walls that cannot talk.
...
he sleeps in boots
and wades in socks
forgets his key
and picks the locks
...
Methylene blue,
You paint a pretty picture:
Is it really true
Your stains get slowed by stricture?
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Behind everything there’s another behind,
Which breaks the real at the edge of mind,
Where atoms crack and strain to reach,
From side to side, in each ones niche,
...
Outside my window,
There’s a real road,
With cars and people,
Going to and fro.
...
I'm here inside all the while
Watching you invisibly
You see only the extrovert
Moving through the world
...
Pandemic proliferating prose
Obnoxious onomatopoeic oxymoron
Endemic encephalic excitations
Monotonous mulipartite metastasis
...