I am My Mind and One are Three

I am my mind,

One are three,

Sense is none,

Our Dreams are real,

Our talks are waste,

Our vaudeville is dead,

Our wives are prudes,

Our Husbands are daughters,

Our Sons are whores,

Our pages are dead,

and everything

is a satire upon

a joke upon

Irony.

HA!

3/27/12