imaginary you?

someone call a plumber
my heart is leaking glitter
all over the strychnine grass
as the pastel moon cackles
HEEHEEHEE

i can see your footprints
in the ash like you took a Hollywood Walk (of FAME)
so i shall fill them up
with
c
e
m
e
n
t

and self-raising flour

/s/c/r/e/a/m/ing she was crazy
i bit her hand to the bone
and she cried blue murder
DON’T PLAY WITH US NO MORE FANNY
i didn’t care i had you

“Her name is Lulu!”
“imaginary friends at your age?”
“you need counseling woman”
she EXISTS SHE DOES SHE DOES

and i saw her sitting on the air-con laughing at you

she was pointing a carrotlike wrinkled finger
and cackling
HEEHEEHEE
while dripping water from her carcinogenic stygian sheets of hair
(she starred in THE RING you know)
and cursingcursingCURSING you
And NO not four-letter words they were

SHE’LL GET YOU IN YOUR SLEEP

Leave me alone,
A lone,
Al one,
Alo ne,
Alon e,
ALONE.

I DON’T WANT OR NEED YOUR HELP
GET LOST
i have lulu

D
E
A
D
?

not quite, Miss Priss
go play with your Barbie dolls
and tutus

Me and lulu will laugh
HEEHEEHEE

IN YOUR FACE
IN YOUR FACE

-kismet. 3/5/2005

a/n: the exams have befallen us. my name isn’t fanny, but my imaginary friend is lulu.