love/hate cookies

love/hate cookies.
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i once took all of my
love/fear/hate and
rolled it into a
middle finger shaped
fuck you cookie for
all the world to see,
eat,.. and ponder
philosophically.

the critics were the
first to choke on the
salty dough of my arts
dissent.

they said i was
 "crazy"
but

the voices assured me
that im well

enough to know the
world is more

fake than a politician
on election day.

so where do i go
from here?

when every rabbit
hole has been
explored

and foxes are smart
enough to

swim rather than
jump down

ditches where
dead things

eat wishes like
fallen stars

breeding
puppet

Masters who
create

our Mortal
Scars!!

whats crazy
about that?

forgive me if
your nine to
five society

cannot appreciate
my Thirteenth
Existence in this
Dreaded Place.

(at least there's
love/hate cookies.)

jsh