Valley of the Self Proclaimed

VOLUME 10 TABLE OF CONTENTS

VALLEY OF THE SELF-PROCLAIMED

Some people can only afford one personality

And it ‘d better be a good one.

They don’t attend random parties

Or try to conquer the world with a hand held.

Planets come and go but you remain.

My handwriting on the wall is drippy;

Blood drops go all the way down,

My repeating message, “Quit or keep bleeding,”

But, you manage to read it long before I do.

We, the self-proclaimed are harmless to you.

You are annoyed by those who casually

Weigh everything that comes to them.

Tired of anticipating the next insane moment

You eye the guiding star above the horizon glow.

You enjoy the table gayety, ignore all sexy new

Art movements, have no reaction to lesbian chic

Or the latest half-baked planetary system.

Though you refrain from passing dishes,

You mimic a crack of lightning when it comes

to appearances, striking that is, and you tell me

later on, critical of how you were smiling too wide

for that kill-box cruise ship photographer.