Complete randomness pt. 2

His ideas are lucid
They have never missed
“I present to you the sequel”
To complete randomness

Every now and then
His mind plays tricks
Like putting out a fire
With oil drenched sticks

Spilling out his head
His thoughts race through time
Complete randomness
Wove in every single line

Like the gum machine
You know not what you get
“Never quarrel with a fool.”
“Can’t catch fish without a net.”

His mind a fickle thing
The way his brain processed
Not the same as others
Very different from the rest

Insane’s insanity
Dreams of “complete humanity”
Rests easily in his canopy
Humility wrapped in vanity

His actions are absolute
Never second guessed
Always acts in truth
Complete randomness