Threshold of negative stress
By nhamo
My threshold is about to explode!Behold a newborn starAs deranged prophets remain unexposedDid you know? the milky way is really a scar,Spilt sperm between Jupiter and DianaMisplaced galaxies upon galaxiesWhere three and half legged bionic dogsRide meteor highwaysAnd upon their backs sit black-eyed Jheri curled planet hunters.I feel the images whirl and twirl in my dark bowelsSo, please somebody summon Sigmund Freud,My thoughts require psychoanalysis from a prude!I see my mother wrapped in dragon skin towelsI rise to the surface and I suffocateI retrieve to the bottom and I fail to impregnateYour thoughts with spiritual minionsAs I see aged Angels walk the Sahara in millions.Creating Intergalactic cyber journeys that become eternalPrisons for civiliansI see with my third eyeThe coming of the black messiah!Driving a streetcar named desireShould I retire and composeCantos till I expire?Someone please summon Sigmund Freud,My thoughts require psychoanalysis from a prude!. Written October 12th, 2001 © on Nov 28 2001 06:16 PM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"My threshold is about to explode!Behold a newborn starAs deranged prophets remain unexposedDid you know? the milky way is really a scar,Spilt sperm between Jupiter and DianaMisplaced galaxies upon galaxiesWhere three and half legged bionic dogsRide meteor highwaysAnd upon their backs sit black-eyed Jheri curled planet hunters.I feel the images whirl and twirl in my dark bowelsSo, please somebody summon Sigmund Freud,My thoughts require psychoanalysis from a prude!I see my mother wrapped in dragon skin towelsI rise to the surface and I suffocateI retrieve to the bottom and I fail to impregnateYour thoughts with spiritual minionsAs I see aged Angels walk the Sahara in millions.Creating Intergalactic cyber journeys that become eternalPrisons for civiliansI see with my third eyeThe coming of the black messiah!Driving a streetcar named desireShould I retire and composeCantos till I expire?Someone please summon Sigmund Freud,My thoughts require psychoanalysis from a prude!...."