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Something seems to be in my head,
Things I see, Things I say,
Big things, Bad things,
Day by day.
Jingle jangle,
Goddamit I say,
Get the fuckin giants,
Out of my way!
Look up there see’um,
Flying saucers in the sky,
Buzzing all around my body,
Flying in and out of my eye.
The Fleerins and the Flats,
The Juggards and the Jags,
The Queerins and the Quats,
Swiggards and the Swats.
Yes,
They’ve had their day,
Coming and going,
Their sway.
Oh God,
My stomach’s rumbling again,
I think the Devil’s coming,
To take me back to Bazrinshugan.
Hear those cars down the street,
Their horns are too damn loud,
I think their sounds are secret,
Signs to a communist crowd.
Oh no, the clouds,
Are forming in the Eastern Last,
The enemy they’ll soon destroy us,
With a great nugladatorial blast.
Demons all around me,
Saying bad things to me,
Making me want to hurt others,
Blind even though I can’t see.
They enter my body,
Through torcils in my skin,
Doctors would remove them,
But they are far too thin.
Can’t seem them,
They are microscopic,
Too damn small,
They are isotopic.
Brave little buggers,
I tried to catch them,
Grabbing with my tweezers,
They fled back to Bem.
Home sweet home,
Where everyone goes,
If you’re losing your touch,
Wind the wind blows.
Blew me back a ways,
Toward my foster home,
Where my mother beat me,
Before I started to roam.
My benders have been bleeding,
Causing my mother’s heart to stand still,
She went to her friend,
And she declared her to be ill.
I’m sure it was my fault,
So went to the kitchen,
Cut myself with a knife,
And stopped bitchen.
Anyway,
Yesterday, I went to the store,
Got a carrot, some milk,
And a tore.
Saw a boy there,
He starred at me,
So I grabbed his penis,
And he slapped me.
In the car, the demons,
Got into my pants,
Traveled to my vagina,
And put me in a trance.
They told me,
That I was going to Hell,
For touching that boy,
God they would tell.
Please don’t send me to Hell,
Kill my vagina instead,
Do something else to me,
I said.
But all of a sudden,
The weather got bad,
It began to rain,
And I felt sad.
In the car next to me,
A man with a cigar,
Looked at my mother,
He had a bomb in his car.
He could kill us,
I told my mom,
She wouldn’t listen to me,
She just said be calm.
Mom doesn’t love me,
I’m dead,
I think my body ,
Is full of lead.
One day I got cut,
And my blood was gray,
It wasn’t cloudy,
It was sunny that day.
I like boys,
But they don’t like me,
They have runny skins in them,
With my eyes I can see.
Those demons,
It makes them mean,
They want to hurt me,
It would seem.
I’m afraid of God,
He’s to big and strong,
Sometimes I think that,
Hell’s too long.
I would like to go to Heaven,
Must be a pretty place,
Mom will go there,
She has a pretty face.
We’re finally home,
I love my dog,
Berber lives with me,
In my own rog.
The afternoon is really hard,
I never know what to do,
I sit around the house,
And browse at the ceiling till I’m blue.
Oh hi, there’s…….. my friend Reja,
She’s plays with me when I’m in bed,
She scares away the demons,
When I think I’m dead.
Of all my friends,
She may be my best,
Because Reja has “The Key,”
To “The Lock” of My Quest.
One day I’m sure ,
My journey will end,
But until then,
Many messages I’ll send.
To people who can hear,
To those of good cheer,
Those who know the charge,
Those who have no fear.
But the demons come and go,
In my body they stay,
It hurts my head,
They seem to always have there way.
God why can’t you make the demons leave,
Make them go away,
I beg you God,
Hold them at bay!
I can’t take it any more,
There’s nothing I can do,
Do something fast,
I think my life is through,
There’s nothing to live for,
All I can do is cry,
God, if you don’t help me,
I’m going to kill myself…… so I can die.
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G. Doug Soderstrom, Ph.D.
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