inside twilights time fiddlin

Polka dotted rain drops twisted in a swirl.
I think I'm that far gone, distant from the reality of this world.
Twilight zone on the run behind the lids that shield the eyes.
Steppin inside the mirror to look back with a bird, cracking sight.
In another dimension laughing at self standing still dripping wet.
Thinkin its about time me myself n I has fucking met!
Face to face to faceless staring from the other end of pellets falling like bombs.
Inside the present peeking at self as time is dropped.
I'm witness as a walk by includes me in on the pains visual spirals.
Downward falling jus to raise up n find new morals.
All I see is cock eyed nipples perfectly aligned n I'm not drunk.
Go figure the mental stability of that one as the thinkings thunk.
Out to lunch extended for the glory of a piece of me to keep.
Jus beneath the skins hair poring hairs from as deep pours dream.
Makin no sense outside the domes complications bared.
Rotating thumbs clockwise n counter at the same time of ware.
Simple thoughts bent before the mind can wrap reason up.
All n all jus fiddling along side words surrounding a head bein thumped.

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