Double Blind

The most sensitive tend to be
the chin outs guts sleaved two sawed-offs for hands,
named Dance and Whitney,
folk.

Confidence never rides quietly.
Silence is thunderous.

A screaming argument in the middle of the street
while the moon mediates with its hand on its chin:
"state your case."

Paranoia, purranoya, don't you know me by now?
Lived through and with interpretations of happened.
When it shows up in a television show
or a movie or a song or anything
once removed

digestible.

When it shows up in a human damaged clearly,
off what is considered normal for reasons easy,

endearing.

The oft used trap and trick doors and veiled paper bags
inside of paper bags to make what is on a mind passable
is not my gas and to reclaim that fuel would be nice
to warm palms against a fire that is not hackneyed
thirteen ways to hell (I'm pretty sure, check the bus schedule).

Honest and top of the morning.  Always confuzzled. 
Shear a nose to save the face; I don't have the stomach for surgery.
Halloween comes once a year.

In the Superman movie with Christopher Reeve... Zod and his crew should be
approaching Neptunes orbit by now, assuming that weird glass had the same velocity
back then.  I have not run the numbers.  I am fairly sure
they are still in Sol's neighborhood, farting around
and playing their 3000th game of cards.

Twenty years from now
I will not understand
how a body can judge itself harshly enough to see
every piece of information incoming as a judgement on its is.
Then again

I am not they.

Can you play
dice games in
zero gravity?