A Synthetic Poet In The Webs. Poem by Norman Jin Shyr Wang

Waking out after a nightmare
he could not breath without tears.
Hungry and thirsty without helps
his cows gave him hardest scalps.
His love hated him outright
he threw her a finger all right.
Psychiatry, poetry
depression, mania
anxiety, autism
hallucination cares
The moon is getting her darker can
Brighter morning star is a waiting fan.
You wouldn't mock at his messy hairs
he is singing voices in a far fair.
Strolling in the massive stringing forests
he wrote each web accompanied, poems
that synthetic, unfabricated poet.