Disguise

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Readers, regard 'you' in the abstract AND plural.

One.
“Aye.
Pity me to thy heart’s content.
Strew alms from thy lofty pedestal.
I am your charity, your prospect.
I, your chessboard, I, your spoil.
I am your gilded roulette table.

Pray robe me. In thy generous fabric,
Teach me words, give me ink.
Civilize me. I am anti-rubric,
A-form, anomalous, deviant,
I am the slack in your link.

I deny society.

Pity me.”

Two.
[If only I were in your vicinity
Now, you patronizing fuckface,
You would see my profanity
In my laughter, my homage.
How long? Your guess.

I am the forking serpent
In your Paradise.
Dishonest dice,
No FUCKING rice

In your famine.

I am bad rhyme.
Defaced dime,
Unholy clime,

Against your domain.

I am your foil,
I am your toil.
And once I boil
Over,

You are my disdain.
My BLOODY gain.

Amen.]

Three.
“My fears whet your reason
My tears wet your treason.
I am your receptacle,
Your prolific season.

Pity me.

Yet.
My eyes are nothing but orbs
Through your glasses.
And my tears are but cogs
Meandering your twisted passes.”

Four.
[FUCK YOU SHITHEAD.
Today.
I break your cuffs.
Smash your casino windows.

Today I freaking
Kill my rhyme,
Tear you off my pages.

My tears are not,
Were NEVER, real
You cuntface!

You bitch you goddamn fucker,
You. You. And you too.

Screw YOU. ALL.

All along have I known,
But have never let you know,
That I knew.
.....................For you knew that
I did not know.
.....................And, you see,
Letting you know, that I knew,
......................Would
......................Be

......................IDIOTIC.

Yea.
It would shatter thy complacent sadism.
It would make your observatory walls collapse,
Mist your telescope over, you asshole,
Grind your lenses,
Adulterate your fixatives.
And I, you see, wanted the experiment to end.

[Spineless hypocrite you!]

I had known all FUCKING along.
Don’t you see?
That you never did belong
In ruling ranges. You freak!

It has always- yes, always- been illusory. Elusive.
Newsflash, bitch!]

Five.
For,
I am you.
Your identity.
I am true,
I am your density.

I am what makes you opaque,
I am your form.
I am the leash around your neck,
I kill your norm.
Today.

Six.
Go pick on someone stupider, sucker!!

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