what room was i in?
one door down from the sound of my sanity melting into the sunset
room 16
could be an allusion
would be an illusion
should be a conclusion
but it is a concussion
or a submission
for there is shit in this prescription
-and i need a refill
i'm cracked don't you know?
a broken token
a soul forgotten
flowing in the gutter to a treatment plant of synthetic anthemic nonsense
hey, isn't that keith emerson's cat? (poetic callback)
room 16
could be vibrations
would be variations
should be complications
but only insinuations
or an investigation
for there is gold in this passion
-and my bank account is never overdrawn
it wasn't a room
never was
i was in your mind
in the palace of secrets
the palace vault...i picked the lock and treasure erupted...i danced in the dark shadows of your crown jewel and drank the nectar of your madness
and in the frenzy of exploration i burst into...
...what room was i going to?
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