So, I Failed your Rorschach Test

[ChristopherSea]

final

So, I Failed your Rorschach Test
because someone dripped asphalt,
spattered that blood,
folded those cards;
were they experts or dolts?

Big deal, confusing vague butterflies
for vaginal spotting or porno cream pie.
It’s a poorly-designed cryptic game
that could never reveal
my state of mind.

Since I see
bizarre patterns
in nearly everything, why must I
conform to your profile
of the norm?

Whether animal pelts and bats
or genital sacks and flaps,
they’re somewhat disturbing
in those reds and blacks.

Right now doctor,
can you see
your Venetian blinds,
how they section your office
into black and white spines?

When it comes to your hide
it’s so clear in my mind,
like excised zebra stripes
in De Stijl promenade.

Why you’re even bar-coded,
encrypting bad Muzak.
I can hear you being played,
white ivory on black,

while I tickle your piano keys
and sing this song
of your dissected organs
blotted on cards.


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new final version Thankyou trueE

So, I Failed your Rorschach Test
because someone dripped asphalt,
spattered that blood,
folded those cards;
were they experts or dolts?

Big deal, confusing vague butterflies
for vaginal spotting or porno cream pie.
It’s a poorly-designed cryptic game.
It could never determine
my state of mind.

Since I see
bizarre patterns
in nearly everything, why must I
conform to your profile
of the norm?

Whether animal pelts and bats
or genital sacks and flaps,
they’re somewhat disturbing
in those reds and blacks.

Right now doctor,
can you see
your Venetian blinds?
How they section your office
into black and white spines.

When it comes to your hide
it’s so clear in my mind,
like excised zebra stripes
in De Stijl promenade.

Why you’re even bar-coded,
encrypting bad Muzak.
I can hear you being played,
white ivory on black,

while I tickle your piano keys
and sing this song
of your dissected organs
blotted on cards.


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final version

So, I Failed your Rorschach Test
because someone dripped asphalt,
spattered that blood,
folded those cards;
were they experts or dolts?

Big deal, confusing vague butterflies
for vaginal spotting or porno cream pie.
It’s a poorly-designed cryptic game.
It could never determine
my state of mind.

Since I see
bizarre patterns
in nearly everything, why must I
conform to your profile
of the norm?

Whether animal pelts and bats
or genital sacks and flaps,
they’re somewhat disturbing
in those reds and blacks.

Right now doctor,
can you see
your Venetian blinds?
How they section your office
into black and white spines.

When it comes to your hide,
it’s so clear in my mind,
like excised zebra stripes
in De Stijl promenade.

Why you’re even bar-coded,
encrypting bad Muzak.
I can hear you being played,
white ivory on black,
when I tickle your piano keys
and sing you this song
of your dissected organs
blotted on cards.



todd/milo/tectac/trueE edit4 Much Obliged all!
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Who dripped that asphalt,
spattered the blood
or folded those cards,
were they experts or a child?

Big deal,
confusing vague butterflies
for vaginal spotting or porno cream-pie.
It’s a poorly-designed cryptic
game that could never surmise

my state of mind.

Since I see bizarre patterns
in nearly everything,
why must I conform to
your consensus of the norm?

Whether animal pelts and bats
or genital sacks and flaps,
they’re somewhat disturbing
in those reds and blacks.

Right now doctor,
don’t you see
your Venetian blind?
How it sections your office
into black and white spines,

each sodden with the blood
of graded indifference?

When it comes to your hide,
it’s so clear in my mind,
like excised zebra stripes
in De Stijl promenade.

Why you’re even bar-coded,
encrypting bad Muzak
and I hear you being played
black on white
like piano keys,
as I sing this song for you
and me

about your dissected organs
blotted upon cards.