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HOWDY, ALL.
I GOT UP TO GO PEE ( HALF ASLEEP) TODAY
AND AS I FINISHED UP A HUGE BLACK HORNET FLEW
OUT OF OUR EXHAUST FAN.
AFTER SOME CHILD LIKE SCREECHING
I VANQUISHED THE BEAST. TRUE STORY.
"WROTE A SONG 'BOUT IT.
LIKE TO HEAR IT? HERE IT GOES."

WOKE UP TODAY, 'BOUT HALF PAST NOON.
WITH A WAILIN HEAD, LIKE AN OUT OF KEY BASSOON.
STUMBLED..NO, LURCHED ACROSS THE CHILLY FLOOR.
AUTO-PILOT SET TO THE DAY BEFORE.

THOUGHTS LIKE HORNETS BUZZ ACROSS MY MIND
AND I PLUCK THE ONES I LIKE,
LEAVE THE REST BEHIND.
SUNLIGHT BLEEDIN THROUGH MY BEDSHEET DRAPES,
EYES FAT AN PURPLE,
SEEDLESS OCULAR-GRAPES.

BODY STILL RUNNIN ON AUXILLARY POWER,
AS I TOSS UP THE LID, AND WAIT FOR AN HOUR.
BEFORE IT FLOWS,
HERE IT GOES
SENDS CHILLS UP MY SPINE.
GIVE A COUPLE QUICK SHAKES.
AN I'M FEELIN FINE.

BUT ONE OF THOSE THOUGHTS
THAT I PASSED,
AND DISREGARDED.
WAS TURNIN DARK,
GETTIN MEAN
'BOUT BEING DISCARDED.

IT CURSED AND IT SPAT IN IT'S UGLY DULL DRONE.
A THOUGHT GONE WRONG THAT WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE.
SCAN COMPLETE. CANNOT DELETE.
AND WHAT DID IT FIND?
A DEFECTIVE FILE,
CORRUPT PATHS IN
THE HIVE OF MY MIND.

HOW COULD IT BE
THAT THIS WINE ,
CAME FROM ME?
IT'S GONE SOUR, GROWN OLD
WITH NEGATIVITY.

YOU KNOW I LIKE IT CUZ IT'S BITTER.
AND CUZ IT'S MY HEART.
BUT I SQUASH WITH A SLIPPER
AN I BUST IT APART.

A WORD TO THE WISE ON HOW,
TIME AN YOUR MIND FLYS.
DON'T DISREGARD WHAT IS BUZZIN
RIGHT BEFORE YOUR EYES.
THE THOUGHT MAY DISTURB YOUR SENSE OF SELF,
BUT EXAMINE, LOOK IT OVER
BEFORE IT'S PUT TO SHELF.