What is
wisdom but the ramblings of a madman?
His sense
left him long ago.
That much is
clear.
Yet he
speaks and it sounds like poetry.
Are insanity
and the artist inextricably bound?
“You’re
everything and you’re nothing at all.”
“Love is a
martyr,” he says.
Now the
Family is going green.
How
progressive.
But why does
he care
About a
planet that hates him?
Protecting
the weather for America’s youth.
Or was it
Europe’s? Or the United States’?
Or are they
all one and the same?
Yeah, that’s
it.
It’s, like,
the world, man.
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