1.31.2005

#16

and dont call me the space case if you see the steam rising from the sewer grates at four in the morning walking around bangkok alone noticing peoples eyes and gaits because i have nothing to do with that and dont accuse me of being loopy if you cant open your jar of peanut butter in the morning when youre late for work and hungry as a hippo and dont call me crazy just because the only pair of scissors you can find is made for southpaws and it made jagged edges when you cut up your construction paper and dont say im out of my tree when the key wont turn in the ignition when youre in oklahoma on your way to california and dont accuse me of insanity when your computer wont listen to you anymore and dont tell me im psycho if you cant keep your windows closed and the roaches out of your hair and dont call me nuts if your socks dont match and dont lock me in the loony bin if your ray gun kills when it is only set on stun and dont call me wacko when you can only see through your eyes and your eyes

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