Ciserable Munts
I need whiskey to survive
So much for friendship
Insert black forest gateaux
into a vein in the toe and sit back
You’re so slow and pernickety
Unlike electricity, you care
you care, you care
Back from the edge of oblivion
Dads taking you on the pillion
to the evening show
sitting in the front row
Listening to the compare
Deciding not to listen
Deciding not to listen Oh
You like the… interval!
Dads so cool, He’s no fool
Taking me to the pavilion
He’s so great to masturbate
In the pavilion
Oh it’s getting old
like yellow newspaper
You’re so CRAP!
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 