Monster in the house
Monkey in the middle
Skeleton in the closet.
Ghost in the mirror.
Love in a shell.
Heaven in hell.
Horror in the light.
Terror in the day.
Open in the shut.
Up in the down.
Goes in the around.
Poison in the water.
Trouble in the sound.
Wicked in the witch.
Fire in the water.
Starting in the ending.
Laughing in the crying.
Life in the dying.
Sorrow in the sighing.
Fall in the flying.
New in the newness.
Old in the future.
Smart in the idiot.
Cold in the heat.
Rhythm in the beat.
Vegetable in the meat.
Gums in the teeth.
Bullets in the gun.
Color in the absence of color.
Mother in the absence of Mother.
Father in the lack of a Father.
Lover in the absence of a Lover.
Brother in the absence of a Sister.
Hollow in the absence of full.
Empty in the non-sense of everything that will fit inside.
Trouble in the alley, down the block, around the corner.
Hiding in the walls away from the world and the animals it breeds.
Trembling in the shadows looking, now creating an escape to the outside.
Now in the real world, ready to make entrance, ready to start some trouble.
You in the other dimension with me, seeing what I see, feeling what I feel, turning false into real.
Me in the reality that this will never be real and I have to feel this so that I can show you that I can and become who I already am.
A Mad Man.
Monkey in the middle
Skeleton in the closet.
Ghost in the mirror.
Love in a shell.
Heaven in hell.
Horror in the light.
Terror in the day.
Open in the shut.
Up in the down.
Goes in the around.
Poison in the water.
Trouble in the sound.
Wicked in the witch.
Fire in the water.
Starting in the ending.
Laughing in the crying.
Life in the dying.
Sorrow in the sighing.
Fall in the flying.
New in the newness.
Old in the future.
Smart in the idiot.
Cold in the heat.
Rhythm in the beat.
Vegetable in the meat.
Gums in the teeth.
Bullets in the gun.
Color in the absence of color.
Mother in the absence of Mother.
Father in the lack of a Father.
Lover in the absence of a Lover.
Brother in the absence of a Sister.
Hollow in the absence of full.
Empty in the non-sense of everything that will fit inside.
Trouble in the alley, down the block, around the corner.
Hiding in the walls away from the world and the animals it breeds.
Trembling in the shadows looking, now creating an escape to the outside.
Now in the real world, ready to make entrance, ready to start some trouble.
You in the other dimension with me, seeing what I see, feeling what I feel, turning false into real.
Me in the reality that this will never be real and I have to feel this so that I can show you that I can and become who I already am.
A Mad Man.
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