He liked that hymn, "Blessed Be The Tie That Binds . . ."
and thought it spoke well to his fractured minds;
those that jostled around in his bulbous head,
and demanded he hear the words they have said;
as they gave him commands, dictatorial and despotic,
in a slang too imitative of a backstreet punk's demotic.
The rage of his thoughts was like a tempest---wild, chaotic:
the shattered fragments of his self , delirious and psychotic.
Starward