Evil Twin

I’ve seen those sleazy Polaroids
It looks like me but please avoid
certain conclusions, I tell you
I could not do that in those shoes
Remarkable resemblance-
I do concede the very semblance
Of myself in sordid languor,
But that’s just a doppelganger
It wasn’t me on Thursday night
Outside your window what a fright
Chewing on a human arm
Please do relax, don’t be alarmed
I’ve proof in documents you’ll see
Down in my basement, come with me
Just down these stairs,  ’cause I been framed
Me and him we look the same

It must have been my evil twin
Facsimile in stolen skin
That’s a window, not a mirror
And my twin is getting nearer

I’ve read those Doctor’s affidavits
And opinions, you can save it
Yeah, I’m shaky and frenetic
But we’re not a schizophrenic
I’m just a little tense is all
Because I think I’m getting small
And my evil twin is gaining
From my psychic juices draining
I’m afraid I can’t last very long
My evil twin is growing strong
It wasn’t me who staggered drunk
Through topless bars in swimming trunks
They think I’m guilty ever since
He stole and used my fingerprints
It wasn’t me, though I will say
I just don’t feel myself today

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About nitrovonborax

The Mighty Arthammer of von Borax strikes the Anvil of Universal Consciousness, forging Iconic Singularities of Metaphor. Nitro von Borax is widely recognized as the natural heir to the crumbling facade of an empire that Thomas Kinkade built with massmarket hack-retouched cottagey papscapes, which glow as though lit by pernicious chip-grease fires within and trigger pleasurable dissociative transport to the plebian viewer. Mr. von Borax, known to his discerning, sophisticated & politically progressive fans as "The Painter of Sprinkly Sparkles," pulls inspiration from Betty & Veronica BOTH, stolen travel brochures & comic books, Martin Denny & Italian Giallo Movies to visualize and manifest pure unfettered awesomeness for your astral excursions. His portfolio resonates at a frequency only bats can hear.

Posted on May 26, 2011, in Poems and Literary Peccadillos and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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