Sonnet – 3rd-Degree Gaslight Burns
Vogue to say reality isn’t real
Why, just ask any expert in the field
They’ll tell you what’s wrong is the way you feel:
“Drink up this serum, it acts as a shield.”
No! It turned me into Ally McBeal!
“Shut up! To my credentials, you must yield.
Now put on that mask and gimme a kneel!”
I feel so unwell! You know I’m not healed.
“It’s all in your head, a low-level fright.
Excuse me while I turn down the gas light.”
Sonnet – “Mind Your Poor Ears, 'Tis But a Little Crash”
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Buyer nor lender nor coinless mark be Bitcoin is no joy, not better than cash Perfect as death, it’s a security Mind your poor ears, ‘tis but a little crash...
CL, James, Tanya-- thanks for all the likes!