Im crazy;
no thoughts at all.
Im happy, and life is a joke.
I smoke, and I smoke, and I smoke;
tobacco isnt a crime!
I rhyme and I rhyme and I rhyme.
I lie on my bed; I scream.
I dont know!
Daytime or nighttime?
Dream or reality?
Music or noise?
More coffee?
What am I doing?
Im driving.
Its raining,
heavenly heavily.
My headlights are off.
Beer caps are valuable,
I am in love,
but I drink tea.
Only on Sundays;
only green tea.
By all means, however,
lemons drive me crazy.
Pens are amazing
for writing in notebooks,
for charming myself with poems and pests.
I am ashamed.
I hate to be charming.
I bow, and I cry, and I bow.
Im crazy; an egoist too.
I think about thinking,
Phi
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