INSANE ASYLIM ( Archived) (1,282)

LOL!!!

Can't we just blindfold them? They'll still see pretty colours in thier heads?

Jim.
Here's your clothes...lol

We do not serve humble pie here
depression is a fingerprint
posies of all kinds
even weeds are kept with good intent

so dancing through
the corridores
looks like some might follow
OH! colours bright galore

long line, hold hands
or grab the jacket next to you
'tis Sunday, or which, lost track
days come undone here, have no glue

Broken heart? here?
have a piece of mine
catch it, put in in your pocket
Noone here is left behind

This day porridge will not do
and chewy hair not it
Time to mix another brew
Lets hope we lose not wit!

Ah! Cherie
Doctor Fraulein!

I think I have this Freudian curse called Doctor, patient
relationship ...

I have taken two asprins and gone to bed, but it didn't help... I still see you in my dreams whether awake or sleeping ..
what do you recomend ... Lol

Oh! My God I am scared to hear this answer! lol

JimEee

From : Doctor Herr Von JimEee

Fraulein Manic LiLady,
A bit of Oriental philosphy!

To answere your question ... left unsaid
Are you a Mocho Man in a female body ... ???
Or seeking one???
Or a girlie girl?
Pray tell what that be, a girlie girl...?
A female gender of 18 ...?
A Green eyed beauty with Brown flowing hair ...?

Be you Manic ...Manic ...?

If so ... do not Panic ...Be revolved ... To flow in balance with your Yin & Yang (Your Sun and Moon)

Every moment in the Universe rises to a reciprocal movement only when Ying & Yang are in harmony can you over come your limitations ....

Diagnosis:
For a maiden of your tender years, so many dreams to be fullfilled ... A world to open up for you ...

Prescription ... cure
Open up your world and breath in it's nectar!
Balance your Ying & Yang in harmony ....

Mein Schon Liebe Tochter!

Herr Doctor JimEee

Ah Neme,
Thank you for the clothes to warm and compliment my attire,twas cold soaping with your waterless shower ...

I dress for you and Cherie, never more to flash upon this madness screen to show my manly innards, what ever may they be!

Cherie, contain your men in white, I need not there help to cloth ...my body ... for meee!

I wipe my fingerprints clean, no longer to be contaminated with the depressions spots of today ... but morrow comes and harbors other winds ... who knows not what they bring!....

I grasp your piece of freely given heart ... Tis pocketed ... will see ... butglue is not strong enough for this dissolutioned broken heart of me!

So let us dance down the corridores of this madness house,
With brightly colored ribbons flowing from your hair and hearts all aglow and let some of the other folks,have their say For I now must go....

JimEee

Doc Starliteisbrite ...

Hickery, hickery hock,
Transferrence has entered my clock!

Hickery, hickery hock,
I need the services of Madame Doc!

My tick, tick, tock has skipped it's beat,
Give me a wind-up, a Starlite doctor treat!

I think my second hand is dead,
I know,I may have wet the bed!

Hickery, hickery hock,
Doc what's wrong with ... my Clock?

Tick, tick, tock,my mouse has left the Clock,
I'm all alone, There's no one home,
Oh!, Hickery, hickery hock!

My Pulse is slow, it will not go,
Tickery, tick, tick,... tock!

The madness of this clock will shatter soon,
The ticking noise is starting it's boom!

Why,am I captured in this timeless clock ...
Why oh! Why! won't anyone let me ... out!

Oh! Where is Cherie ...
You can never find the Doc ...

I need your tender care,
To fix the madness of the space between my ears, beneath my hair,

To end the ticking in that place,
The one that's filled with air!

The one that use to be rented for my mind!
But now in it's place is only, just a vacant sign ...

Hickery, hickery, hock
Cherie, is it too late ... or can you fix my clock?

Cherie ... I need you ... I think my clock has run out of time! JimEee

Doctor Cherie,

Wish that my clock springs inner windings ... with their,ups and down,

Were like bank interest, that grows to take out when needed, but my bank is far from being sound!

Tired time needs healing, your soft hand upon my brow!
I need my nursey's tender touch ...
Oh! Cherie, Doctor, where are you hidding now?

Hand on my forehead's, throbbing head, taking of my pulse,
Temperature arising, nearly 103,

Do you have a little ice, or kindness, that you can spare for me?

I am oh, so tired ...looking into your beautiful,hypnotic eyes,

Starliteisbrite,shinning mischeviously, full of wonderous surpise!

My clock needs oil and a bit of tender care,
I need Doctor Starliteisbrite, hoping she is there!

And about my dreaming, never put spots upon your face,

Wouldn't want your smiling to be blemished or be out of place....

Red marks of soft blemishs, left when I dream of you,
Could it be of wishes and you want them too!

Were they left by thoughts of kisses or soft rough bearded hair,

Imaginary hickeys touches, left, as they touched you, oh so softy there!

Transference ... A doctor ... patient relationship gone astray ...

A tradgedy of night and awesome day ... a re-run show, a Cherie - JimEee ... Insane Asylim, crazy, one act imaginary play!

Where are the meds, when you need them?
Your patient in Ward One ... Mad you say!
I am not Mad ... Well, maybe a little! Lol

JimEee

Poor doc is under the weather
needs to be on top of it
to ride the winds awhile
clocks just laugh at us here
pointing hands all about
faces lit with glee!

all our hearts are beating, beating
slow or fast
an ancient drumming
maniacs thrums to the song
of singled out and ins

what that tea that's steeped just so?
can we read the leaves at bottoms
up we go to the ceiling
to peer in the cracks
holding memories of those before us

whisper this night to lull
pained minds to warm and mellow
rest your head upon my lap
and sleep away thhe night

for in that time that stands so still
it the dreams that hold the light

Nene

Better living through chemistry!!!!