alias was Morph cuz she was never true to form and
always outta line.
motto was 'fuck the box',
i walk backwards into time and move forward on rewind.
i've always maintained that ive been insane since before i even descended upon this terrestrial plane.
barreling head first from that celestial plane.
sinister grin on my face as i made my way to life's rugged terrain, cuz i was a thrill seeker.
even knew my own name.
never heard of someone growing more sane, so everyday i know i grow more deranged.
rapidly deterioratiating like a case of alzheimers to the brain.
'don't know my own name' be my constant refrain like im in limbo.
and tho im nimble, tired of bending over backwards under that friggin stick, then under the knife
cuz anyway u slice it folk say i just aint right and that must be the reason i'm always left behind.
or maybe i'm just evolutionary theory come to life.
unsuspend you from that Matrix,
bring u forth into the light.
inverse then reverse it so it's
night of the living dead turned to life dying of the day from day of the dying life.
they say true genius is insanity.
so i say fuck normality.
take my art to bed,
make love to the the lune in me.
embrace the demented,
get off to the moon in me.
flash the maniac
dance to the tune in me.