The Controller
He’s fallen in love with one of his controllers
Like with a new wave of feel-free kinda whole
Knowingly opening the reciprocality of it with
A restitutional vacant lottery style of
Fee paying toll.
It is about to be felt through the arteries
Of the body of musculaturical openings that delve
Deep into the mind
Of the caveman.
I won’t ask for them for the rent
But I will ask for the readymade time for the real
One to come.
This is about a book I am writing to do with the Voice Hearer and the way they all accept that it is a fungoid and not a Herschel problem. It is a star eyes person who knows little about Voice Hearing, who thinks it is fun to be diagnosed schizophrenic and thinks it is a get-out of everything. But it is a problem and must be stopped from being misdiagnosed.
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