Thru madness’ mouth

In this mad country now, there’s no flies, no ants, no rain

People bathe on its famous beaches, in a toxic algae bloom

I was walking thru, fumigated in wonderland, madness infect thru the mouth, and

I was walking,

But my love followed you up bemersyde, and it floods from me even, now

Of one love I know, of one sweet love, in a lifetime,

A flower unfurled, you, and yet – the mad

Toxic bloom spread

Overnight

No such thing as coincidence, lo and behold,

I walked a strange world bloomed,

Of peoples mad mouths, toxic words, pouring out,

Growing, opening hallucinations like mushrooms,

The lgbtqia+ community in this country hung itself, not thru love of each other, thru its own hatred

Cause I was walking today,

Claims, with no support but more claims, as ever can be claimed with no evidence about the claims, claimed about me, around me, claiming thru me, at me, mouths going madly, who know not me, but claim such claims they say prove one guilty, see such claims are really babble, claimed around nothing in reality?

And I maintain, full 30 years strong and long, tho I’ve been hung, overnight, because I’m sane, in a mad country