*DISCLAIMER*  This is the most explicit and depraved poem I have written. But ya know, if you’re here reading this, you have entered the Dark Side so nothing here should shock you. If it does, oh well.

People often ask me why I rarely seem to ever be in a good mood. I often reply that I live under a cloud of melancholy. If you wish for a glimpse into my oft-crazed mind state let me welcome you to my new residence, at the summit of Melancholy Hill. If you wish to know what life is like there, let me tell you…

Up on Melancholy Hill
A motherfucker’s getting killed
They’re raping girls while popping pills
And sniffing lines with dollar bills
Actually it’s five pound notes
I think I sniffed a pound of coke
Grab the PM by her throat
And drag her right inside my coat
My lifestyle you couldn’t hack it
So much pills I’ve popped a packet
Boxing matches with Brer Rabbit
Smoke weed with Inspector Gadget
Favourite tool’s my tennis racquet
If it’s beef my Dad will back it
Charizard, I think I’ll catch it
While I drag girls in my jacket
Green Lantern, my ring be shining
When I’m drunk I’m kinda violent
Sexual orgies and dogpiling
Card I play is the six of diamonds
Ghost Rider’s cycle I’m riding
Sitting back my time I’m biding
See a corpse and then I’m smiling
Switching lanes but I’m not driving
Real wizard my wand be waving
Catholic nun pubic hair shaving
Laughing while your bones are breaking
Go to hell and punch up Satan
Welcome to the mind of Mason
Plenty porn and animation
On your girl I’m masturbating
Born on Earth but I’m an alien…

“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.” – Edgar Allen Poe




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