10.6.12

Hey Silly Boy / Hey Stupid Boy





I want to be among the Ecstatic Figures

and you among the Zen


I have felt us dissolve into One an Other

but though you speak of your Daily Activities

in the Most Poetic Terms

there is Some Thing you have shoved underneath your Self

and pray stays hidden there


This is why I laugh at you

and do not feel reMorse

Hey Silly Boy, Hey Stupid Boy

because I know what you will find

where your Spirit travels of its Own Accord


I know it will be Hard for you to admit

this isn’t just Bull Shit

but give up alReady, Silly Boy

give up alReady, Stupid Bloy

Let the Fact sink in

you have your Guide in Genius


It is Perfectly Clear

 what will make your Name

There’s no Thing More to it now

than acKnowledgement


The Whole Universe vibrates with it


There is no Thing Worthier in Art than Madness

and you my Silly Boy

my Stupid Boy

are still Sane


Every Time you cower

beneath my Glittering Smile

you put your Words to Shame


So break your Fragile Ego

and let your Feelings reign


Mystics are dancing for you


The Ghosts of our House are calling to us


Our Voices laugh and moan in the Walls


They send Signals and give Nightmares to those who disobey

so take the Emerald I have to give you

and release your Truth





1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the saddest thing about mental illness is the fact that it reduces the ability of suffers to recognize the symptoms in themselves