hey
leggo my ego
it's mine..
all mine..
it's tastey..
and oh so buttery
and syruppy
and sticky
and best eaten
while still hot
from the toaster
my mental..
rollercoaster..
piecing and piercing
with a sharp ended fork
stabbing at reality
swollowing insanity
with every little poke
fortified with every
nuance and mineral
supplication
formed from
Aunt Jamimma
and Sigmund Freud
oh well..
the response was..
and how does that
make you feel?
