The Fruition of Paranoia
Imagine my
surprise when
on the
advice of
a friend
who’s being
treated for
schizophrenia
I sliced
open my
ballpoint with
a razor
& found
a mini
transistor.
Less than
a minute
later they
kicked in
my door.
Imagine my
surprise when
on the
advice of
a friend
who’s being
treated for
schizophrenia
I sliced
open my
ballpoint with
a razor
& found
a mini
transistor.
Less than
a minute
later they
kicked in
my door.
Filed under poems & short jabs