Factition

the streets and boulevards of my interior are full of signs promising strange things if you just come inside try a handle, look for a key work to find a way inside me surprises and I sigh and sip my curse I haven't attempted to change once but a million times I dream and they're not nightmares they loop de loop and run through and run through and don't mention you. I am separated and not alone with myself I'm too entertaining for that you're not sick you're just boring and I have better things to do than sit here and analyze you analyzing me. my eyes roll to the back of my head and see me there and I'm lit up like a carnival. the grey matter glows neon and blinks red and blue all a bit unbelievable and that's my mission I'm a factition.