PartI and Part II

PART I The Experiment A person who makes bad decisions Is it a secret motivation True naive flexing a muscle only known as misery I can't find an approach I can't see the thoughts like doctor sleep What is a true sacrifice Does it not know comfort Does it marry purpose Ignore common and regular Who feels like part of a bad decision And still they sit Idle in their comfort To be discarded labelled bad for my environment PART II A powerful shadow Too at thought Too ill of peace I see you my dear hiding in your hell There was no poison My sweet love of perceptual chaos When nothing plus nothing equals something I will sit under the whispering willow tree Waiting for substance waiting for the sun Because it will be the only one left We can not defeat Done like dinner But never defeated