Disclaimer: involuntary see-saw movements your mustache
may undergo as Absolute Truth evaporates from it,
like worm eggs hatching in split ends.
Empathy contraption – weird mannerisms whipped-together
so it can walk; so the pimp can continue meditating
on his tarp, morbidly horse.
With the body language of the closed-circuit purple,
may the Lawnmower Man smuggle his sheet ghost
into a game of telephone - raging cybernetic flaw
with the physiology of a fridge raid; but clever enough
to bait-and-switch the sexy dummy for the rancid pillow.
Really, so clever: a silly magic set playing with which
triggers the same “sense of being spied on” as rummaging
through Simone's panties, horse-like.