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Contact lenses You might injure yourself with them The nurses will hold on to them for you Stop annoying us by asking for them You don’t need them, we’ll see for you

You haven’t slept at all You’re pacing up and down the ward Everyone is asleep, go to your room You’ll slip and fall You’re facing up the wall With nothing else to entertain You’re making up a call A metaphorical gold chain Something to help you sleep? None for you, Doctor’s orders We’ll see just how sane you are Pillow covers, clean bedsheets Privileges we willingly withhold Bathroom stalls? Don’t be absurd No soap, no shampoo, no door lock No witches, no monster, no warlock

You picked the last seat on the bus on purpose Parks are green, seas are blue, sky is a tortoise

Eyes open, ears cold Tears hot, claims bold Doors locked, this untold No sleep for the wicked, hold Someone is calling my name Answer with a shriek, glass frame Something something this way came Where’s the witch, who takes the blame?

That’s my favorite boy No one touch him He has a lot of toys Some, I got him Not any ploys I just love him Clone wars Baby boy Toy cars Ahoy!

So well dressed Picture perfect image of Hold on, what’s with the shoes? I apologize for the inconvenience My shoe wear was my resort at self expression When all the rest was pre-determined, so sue me

Contrary to popular belief I do not get off the plane I do not feed on the reef And I do not plead insane

Time travel, space travel Mess with the relativity theory You can manipulate reality if you wish But you can’t under-stimulate the overstimulation

Free fall Not allowed here Nothing fun is ever allowed Listen, I can convince the pilot Stop making all that noise please What noise? The engines? Air conditions?

——————————————————————- Now starts the count down Sleeping is a form of time travel And you’re the only one without a ship One lamb, two cars, three mosquito bites Throw a dice for the next number, says not five Remix, three again, six camels, four rainbow kites

Nine after sunrise Surprising surprise Tortured souls, all rise Owners of the enterprise Many lows and many highs Stop, that’s one too many lies

Write Right? Left to your right That’s left Downwards Another right Upwards You’re back where you started 360 degrees Why not just Twirl?

Close your eyes really hard Squint and squish your eyelids How hard is it to sleep, Peter pan? No fairy dust to fly, no butterfly even In dreams you will lose your heartache Whatever you wish for, wrong movie right?

Bookmark? What for? I just memorize the page number I stopped at, 86, see? Not hard. What do you do with the brain space you free up all the time? The couple braincells and brain neuron handshakes, you stopped a whole operation just now. Too dramatic? I know, right? Psychopathic tendencies, I’ll throw you a better one now, arms up, ready, set, go. Lately I haven’t even been doing that, I just open the book at whichever page I “randomly” land on, and call it a message from the universe. After all, who said books have to be read in order?

Drafts Rough draft, first draft Who said there was a second? You’re getting the first one, like it or not Focus, focus, you’re not making any sense

Pages First page, last page Many others in between Write a free form book, enter Backwards, in order or at random It makes sense in a sense, for me at least Eyes that read this are all mine now, hacked

No shoes needed I’d rather feel the earth Listen closely and jump up When it tells me to, ground zero

Signs Red sign Green sign Yellow sign Sign here, please Why? Don’t worry about it

You were there? Behind black eyes That whole time, awake Watching, Hawkeye, arrow Straight to the heart, bullseye CTRL ALT & DEL Speak up, human Explain in a short sentence Explain as if I were five years old I mean, I am, starting five years ago Tell me I’m wrong, prove with all the steps Show me, your logic is off, too late now, hit submit

Injured deer In the headlights Charges at you instead Antlers to your chest, mantle

Valerie Seat belt on Locked in space Hurry up, it’s a race Can’t risk it, first place If not, might as well chase Mice and small insects, red ace Where does Valerie fit, in this case?

You did all this with bruised up limbs? Wild, must have not hurt that bad It can’t be strength, wingless Insect, or a retired fairy Orange butterfly Kicked down Now fly Bye

No No relief Nor belief Speak, Chief All that time, leaf Let, chicken or beef?

I am terribly sorry I’ll clean that wound And tend to it, heal it up I didn’t hit the spot right in Another chance, a cleaner shot Marked it better this time, now shoot

Consequences Second chances Third, quiet forces Wild horses, nurses Dark witches, curses Rewind the tape, losses

I’ll be done when all and any good memory you have of me is a jump-scare, boo. Live action remakes are easy cash-grabs, and actions have consequences. What’s the relation? Okay, so when you go one, two, three, action! The acting starts, act 1, 2, 3, now what’s that? A sequence. Also, who’s good at acting? Actors and con artists. Con+sequence = X Solve for X

Live execution in one, two, three. Done. Program compiled. No errors found. Clean and satisfying. Cut the roses, cook the thorns. Bleed in black and white, color blindness, awful sight.

Contemporary art Here’s a code, start Decoding in process Crash, suspected rat

Word count, no we don’t do that now Count Dracula, the whom to the how

Chaotic order and ordered chaos Swedish fish, olives and hot sauce

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