Nameless
While talking to a friend last night who has read my blog, he said that for people who don't know me they may get the impression that I am a loony, but in reality I am sane. In light of this travesty, I have written a very sane poem tonight.
Dany, you've never been attacked
You've never been broken into
As an adult anyway
So stop pretending life could get any better
Dany, you should be more grateful to life
and don't be ashamed that you'd like to lick concrete
and that you live in a bony old shack
Dany, remember you are perfect
and don't take nuclear war too personally
The best thing I want for you is to not daydream so much
that you are magic
and can do plastic surgery on people you pass in the street
Dany, you've never been attacked
You've never been broken into
As an adult anyway
So stop pretending life could get any better
Dany, you should be more grateful to life
and don't be ashamed that you'd like to lick concrete
and that you live in a bony old shack
Dany, remember you are perfect
and don't take nuclear war too personally
The best thing I want for you is to not daydream so much
that you are magic
and can do plastic surgery on people you pass in the street
posted by Dreamy at 11:35 pm
4 Comments:
That's sanity?
Yes it is sanity in it's absolute form. Mixed with a tainted tinge of humour. Show me a more sane poem than that, I dare you!
Licking concrete and an urge to perform surgery?
Only in my mind Anon, chill now.
I've only really licked concrete about 3 times. I especially like that very light and clean concrete. I would not want to lick any concrete. Not pissy chewing gummy concrete floors.
I have also never *really* performed plastic surgery, and have no desire to do the real thing. But there is something very relaxing about imagining giving a fat dissolving tablet to someone rather large and then draining it all out of their body before lobbing off their excess skin and lasering the good skin back together with my eyes and not leaving any scar at all. Try it, it's fun.
...You can redesign people's whole faces. You can give them hair growing pills and hair depleting pills and change the colour of their pigment to whatever they want. Smoothe their skin. Enlarge their eyes. You can even reform deformed people. I love it. No offence to anyone who takes the word 'deformed' personally.
Let me know how you get on.
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