complete randomness ( the prequel)

A fool?

“That, I, am”

Out of his mind,

Gone out of bounds.

He looks at things different,

Having only one good eye,

Life’s just an illusion,

Nothing more than a lie.

“Nay, I jest, it’s the best!”

Life’s nurturing caress,

Skin softer than silk,

Pulls him closer between its breasts.

Yes, he’s talking about breast,

Sweet succulent breast,

Always nice to hold one,

But holding two is the best.

Now he’s lost his mind

Gone insane with bliss

His thoughts are like snowflakes

Complete randomness