Sensitive One
When we were young
when we were cool.
That pancake thick mask
made you look like a fool.
Got a stash in my mind
so I can get higher
than you'll ever be.
Pentagrams and cages
pretending to be
a slave of Thoth
you see.
I know you have courage
and you're a midget
just for me.
And he, he's the owl
and sees everything.
Disco salsa
a load of lumpy love
from a casualty
in the battles of love.
Under reconstruction
by the good grace of the King.
By his consent
you bestow on me
your magnanimous love.
Ghost of Cortez the Killer
a spontaneous Hitler.
The mystic ringed
an industrial collapse.
Like a rolling snowball
come feel my nature.
Let's come simultaneously
rebuked and accumulating karma.
It was a lot of fun
but just one of those things.
Sit around on Nebraska Street
and just stew.
Your ice cream from Venus
on my lips.
I must see you tonight
love me
I am the sensitive one.
-Will Dockery
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