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Doppelganger Dissonance - Schrodinger’s Self

1. Hyde/Hide
¿Who is the one?
¿The one you call me?
¿What is this image?
¿That you say you see?
¿Wearing my visage? 
¿And inside my skin?
¿The one in your lies?
¿That you choose to spin?
¿The one in your eyes?
¿Yet not inside mine?
¿That’s of your creation?
¿And inside your mind?
¿Of your imagination?
¿The one you call me?
¿Who is this person,
Who could they be?

2. Jekyll/Heckle
¡That’s not who I am!
¡No that is not me!
¡A pale imitation!
¡A false memory!
¡A failed recreation!
¡You made out of wire!
¡A mannequin in the nude!
¡You clothe with your desire!
¡Contrived and misconstrued!
¡You carve me with a knife!
¡Rearrange my features!
¡And redefine my life!
¡I’m not this strange creature!
¡The person you call me!
¡That’s not who I am
Or I’ll ever be!

Copyright © Nameless Nothing | Year Posted 2024



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SUTURECALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOSES

BREAKING: [WEALTHY VENTURE CAPITALIST] BUYS 
[PLOT OF LAND] FOR [INDUSTRIAL EXPANSION]

[CIGARETTES] AND [TYLENOL]
[TORNIQUETES] AND [ALCOHOL]
LOOPY DOOPY [LAUGHING GAS]
[COLORS] [FLAVORS] [SASSAFRAS]

FOR [FALSE SENSE OF FULFILLMENT], TRY 
[ARTIFICIAL PRODUCT MARKETED TO MASSES]

[HOUSE FIRES] AND [CAR COLLISIONS]
[BURNING TIRES] [FIRST INCISION]
POKING AT YOUR [LUNGS] AND [HEART]
[PURVEYOR] TO SELL YOUR [PARTS]

[SELF MUTILATION] AND [SHEDDING SKIN] 
IS ALL THE RAGE

[RUBBER HOSES] [PLASTIC GUMS]
[POWER DRILLS] AND [OIL DRUMS]
[SYNTHETIC SOLES] AND [FAT PAYCHECKS]
[POLYESTER] AND [LATEX]

LIMITED TIME SALE ON [INORGANIC BODY PARTS] 
AND [FAKE IDENTITIES]

[PROSTHETICS] AND [FACTORIES]
[GASOLINE] AND [BATTERIES]
[CRACKS] AND [FISSURES] IN YOUR [SKIN]
DOUSED IN [DIRTY MEDICINE]

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Long Man

I can’t fit inside this lock
I can’t fit inside this sock 
This hole is not meant for me
Body stretching out from me
Out of sync 
Misshapen link
Wash the ink out in the sink
You went day and I went night
I went left and you went right
And everything just looks so wrong
I don’t understand this song 
I am way beyond repair
My liver’s pulling at my hair
My neck is biting at my tongue
My leg is choking out my lung
My hands are fighting with my heart
My pieces mixing with my parts
I’m a jumble mumbled mess
An uneducated guess
I went no and you went yes
You went more and I went less
All tied up and all stretched out
I got lupus I got gout
I don’t fit into this mold
I’m too hot and I’m too cold
I’m lopsided and askew
You went red and I went blue
I went one and you went two
And I don’t know what I should do
Fool me once and fool me thrice
But now I’m chewing on the dice
Rattle brains and saddle lice
Grip my shoulder in a vice
Two thirds left and halfway done
Three makes ten and nine makes one
Now you’ve got me all confused
Now I can’t fit in these shoes
I think that I went too long
I think that I went too long

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Whatever, this was dumb anyway

Always messing up
When I feel so upset
Going all in way too hard
To lose another stupid bet

Losing all my hard earned money
Yet again I am robbed blind
At this point it’s all quite funny
I have no more strength to mind

Bet it all on my bad choices
I will give in to my voices
I’ll sit back and have a seat
Close my eyes and kick my feet

I have no more need to care
When the game’s not even fair

I quit
I’m done with the bit
The skit 
I give you my spit

Let go of the wheel cause I’m throwing in the towel
Here’s my gun and badge put away cement and trowel
I am done with trying to build up another wall
I will just let it crumble quick and I will let it fall

Oh, bawl
And all in all
And oh I know I do appall 
I guess that I just have the gall

I guess that I have the nerve
Oh well it’s what I do deserve

And I have lost the need to feel
With all the stakes no longer real
And no more prices to the deal
And really it is quite a steal

The weight of living off my shoulders
Cause I have given up the boulder

I will let the car rear end
Turning right on through the bend
Cut the wire to the lift
Tumbling over the cliff

I will let myself get hurt
I will get my just dessert

I have thrown the bat away
No more trying, not today

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Yes, I know

It’s really quite hard
I was dealt a bad hand
Nothing written in the cards
And I don’t have a plan

I couldn’t make this up
I couldn’t if I tried
I guess this is the point
That I’m at in my life

I’m batting for first base
And I’m back at square one
Always end up in this place
When I think that I’m done

I’m stuck
Stuck in a rut
Stuck on a ciga-
Cigarette butt
Open and shut, 
Sick to my gut,
Stuck like a dirty old,
Dying stray mutt
Stuck in a cut
In my fake plastic skin
Stuck at the part 
Where it’s meant to begin
Stuck in my bedroom, I’ve locked myself in
Sit on my bed and I watch my head spin

They’re asking me when
I’m telling them then
They’re asking me when and all over again
They’re asking me when is the time I’ll get better
I tell them the answer is probably never
So stop asking
It’s taxing

Stuck with myself in a backstreet bar,
Stuck in the seat of an old taxi car,
Stuck in my hometown, and say I’ve gone far,
Admire a street lamp, I don’t need a star

Cause I’m loving the feeling of doing nothing at all
Don’t look at me like that, I’m not trying to stall

Clipping my wings I continue to fall
Nothing at all, nothing at, nothing at all

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Underwhelmed Amnesiac

I’m not an artist
I’m not a genius
I’m not the largest or coming of Jesus
I’m not even close
Or even at most
I’m just a ghost and I’m draping my clothes
I’m just a debt
Another regret
I’m just a notion that you should forget
Just forget my face
I don’t have a place
I’m just an outline that will be erased
A needle in hay
I’m whispered away
I am just passing through no I’m not here to stay
This was not bad
This wasn’t the worst
I won’t be the last and I won’t be the first
A light empty sigh
They lay me to die
I’m just passing through so you should say goodbye
Entered unannounced
Exiting here
I disappear

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Every rose has it's thorns, but not her

What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?
A flower,
white and pure,
in a field of debris.
The lily maiden,
a lotus in the troubled oceans,
sprouting and unfolding,
emerging amidst glass and iron,
not in combat with the world,
but in affection of its lone friend.
The mild radiance of the lady
does not cut through the oppressive grey,
but rather quietly calls out,
brushing against the coldness softly,
a star glimmering in the blackened night—
pure, composed,
soft shimmers of light,
a flickering candle flame—
weak, fickle, yet present.
Do you hear it?
Do you feel its warmth against your skin?
Do you wish to hold it?
Run your hands through its hair?
Keep it close to your heart?
This tender thing,
a pretty feeling,
a sleepy lullaby,
soothing troubled corpses,
comforting the broken porcelain.
And as it worships them,
unwavering embrace,
kind and selfless,
it too fades—
the petals fall away.
They must.
But it’s no less pleasing to see—
pieces of snow,
pearls on the sand,
cotton eyes unblemished.
The cascade, 
one after another in the fall,
joining the rest,
hand in hand,
ready once more for birth and unbirth,
spit out of mother’s mouth,
then returned to the womb;
so it goes.
Yet,
it does not weep,
it does not protest,
it does not mourn—
small smiles and laughter,
understanding,
sympathetic to death’s cold touch,
pleasantries with the ferryman,
taking its murderer into it’s home,
a table with it’s family,
which is everyone,
lays itself before them,
an offering,
a lamb of self-sacrifice,
not in obligation,
but because it simply can,
and it is the best thing it can imagine—
that which makes it happiest is already here.
It is satisfied,
it does not anger,
does not regret,
grudgeless and unstubborn.
Without resentment,
it nuzzles the hand that chokes it,
knowing the pain of taking,
that harm is done most to the self,
kisses the knife that cuts it,
cold unfeeling instrument,
for it needs nothing in return.
Wars, disease, hunger,
it has seen it all before,
how ugly and flawed you are.
It has seen it all,
but it does not judge,
does not scrutinize;
rather,
it sees it all,
and says,
“This,
this is good.
I like it.”
Do you love it?
This small flower?
Do you cherish it?
This small piece of good?
What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?
What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

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Catcher in the Rye

The catcher in the rye
I go and drop the ball
I lay it down and cry
I’m sleeping in the stall
Cause everyone is phony
Your company is lonely
Your animals are bony
Your everything is only

I’m underneath the bridge
Below the overpass
I’m locked inside the fridge
I’m sleeping in the grass
Cause everyone is faking
Every excuse for bailing
Your  painted skin is flaking
Success story is failing

You’re spinning all around
Mascara masquerade
You’re walking without sound
A conga line charade
You’re hands and feet are bound
You’re tied into the ground
And nailed into the wall
I’ve lost sight of the ball
I’ve lost sight of the band
And buried in the sand

They’re telling me it’s fine
They’re calling me insane
They think I’ve lost my mind
They’re calling me Cobain
They’re telling me to smile
They tell me not to cry
And maybe stay a while
The catcher in the rye

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Problem People: Just Shut up Already

Oh my god
Everything you say is stupid
Vacant and unproductive
Vapid
Gridlock lockjaw jawbone bones to pick
Pick and choose and choose your battles
Battling everyone 

Choking on their bitter words
Empathy is so absurd
Round them all up into herds
Round them all up into herds

Explanation is futile
Give an inch and take a mile
They’ll just stay here for a while
They’ll just stay here for a while

Everybody is a killer
Everybody is a filler
Everybody is so useless 
Everybody is Confucius
Everybody is redundant
Everybody is abundant
Everybody likes to lie
Everybody needs to die 

Now nobody is a human
Only breathing and consuming’
Minds unthinking and assumin’
Bigger sticks for bigger boomin’

Spitting out the spoon of spice
Crunching on the crushing ice
Take a break and take your leave
Push and shove and pant and heave

Everybody loves to hate
Your thoughts are rude
Your words they grate
Everybody loves to eat
Everybody loves to cheat

Everybody loves to fight
And no one here
Is ever right
Everybody loves to yell
Everybody loves to tell

Everybody loves to talk
Everything
Is dry as chalk
Nothing matters anymore
Exit now and close the door
Hit your head on the way out
Chip a tooth and break your snout

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I'm Hungry

A lonely son beneath the lonely sun
Knowing I’m the only one
Lone Ranger with an empty gun
Back to my cave when I am done

Fire doesn’t warm my soul
A dark abyss of gaping hole
The wind is speaking in strange tongues
And fleeing from my vapid lungs

I am Jonah in the whale
A one man crew manning the sail
By myself I hold the wheel
By myself I think and feel

Everyone and everything 
And no one knows the lonely sting
And everybody is together
And I am all alone forever

I don’t have a friend in you
Don’t even have a friend in me
With everything so far apart
And past the chasm I can’t see

I’m so lonely cold inside
Even mirrors can’t confide 
My reflection left me too
Who am I and who are you?

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Book: Reflection on the Important Things