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JUST LIKE ME

Here’s to another
I’ll likely smother
As I rave about this and that
Whining and wailing
And mentally flailing
With ideas that may go splat

He graciously reads
My mind’s strange feeds
All the while pleading for mercy
In a jail of decisions
He’s conjuring visions
Wearing a dark-artist’s jersey

I aid his struggle
He seeks to smuggle
His talent past the mundane
His skills are great
But it’s only fate
That keeps him halfway sane

So I send him rhyme
For passing the time
Though now very little helps
I send pricks and pins
And sometimes sins
Then listen for his yelps

They give me pleasure
For in some measure
I know I’m reaching him
We both are leveled
And somewhat bedeviled
By constrictions that are grim

His eyes are glazing
His mind is lazing
Like a wet warm summertime grass
As he grits his teeth
Art bubbles beneath
Waiting for hours to pass

And pass they do
Like very old glue
Or molasses in January
But he reads my stuff
Even though it’s fluff
And I think that’s very scary

If the brain does change
And rearrange
With reading that’s a tease
I’m able to bend
And perhaps descend
Into his synapses

Shaping his thinking
Barriers shrinking
Making him able to see
His head will open
And he’ll be broken
And end up just like me!