# [1] Concealed within my head container,, stacks of tragic messes waiting to be opened…Truths distorted by a lacking vocabulary… Playwright propaganda seeding into your impressionable mind….Will you listen to me….

# [2] Moments of madness monopolize my time… Ticking, tocking time limits,, I’m still alive…Savagely sad,, Sarcastically somber Simple fairy tale of my yesterday…I can barely remember….

# [3] I’m going to push ahead…This crazy complex shit that I stitch together…Bound by an ever present emptiness…Its always the same story…From two different angles… I only complain when I’ve been forced below the table…Somewhere that I don’t want to be… its too crowded down there….

[A] {Wordplay, Random rants of what’s been surfacing from within my mind… Sad memories, broken promises,, Stories of my failure in life so far…

Wordplay, creating puzzles of pictures with well placed words just to stretch and bend perceptions seen by you…

Wordplay, Too much to remember… I must write down the images that appear to me in my dreams… Wordplay, to make it seem alright… Wordplay, to make it seem alright}…..