Psycho

(28 November 1975 - to JAH)

We both know
     we're crazy;
they're readying
     straitjackets
     (tranquilly white
     and comfortably padded,
     that keep your hands
     from your private parts)

one for me,
     if you tire first;
one for you,
     if I do my worst
     and leave on a whim
     or wound with a word;

one for the two of us,
     sinking oblivious
     into the maelstrom
     of mutual madness.

seeds of insanity
sprout in the dark
     of our endless nights,
     in that desperate grappling,
     hysterical laughing,
     race to consume
          ourselves & each other
          before it ends.

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