Zany's Dope
Have you been an inch to madness
The commune of thoughts in a feast
with soliloquy wiggling in silence
And mysterious mutterings dangling in violence
So that when innocent words are spoken you would quickly give a malicious ear And when healthy gestures are made You would convert such kindness to an hellish display In your little head would wind of unwarranted laughter blow
Reflex would seem to you, an ardent flow
This shall be your story
If by your lips that notorious leaf burn
to evoke thick Flames Hence saturates, to steal consciousness
A little puff, a little drag, till you swallow the beast
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