As I stand upon the edge of my addiction
It only stands to reason that
I must jump
If I am to survive the onslaught
Of DT�s and other symptoms.
The nonsense of physics and
The lyrical rhyme of sanity
Lose their charm when they�re
De-classified to a new authority.
A lesser demon has been born;
Let fly the havoc that wreaketh
Upon me. I savor the juice I
Am cooked in. I rejoice to see my god
as the true human
(he thinks) (I am)
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constructive criticism consults the creative.
written, & otherwise presented by Antonio Reda
date last created (edited): 17 January, 2001
Html: 31 January, 2001
 
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Last revised: 31 January, 2001
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