15. FINER THAN WINE As I fall deeper into a manic state,
The world around me spins in a frenzy,
I’m losing control over myself,
A dark, sinister force decides to take charge,
Pouncing on the opportunity,
My evil twin makes its appearance,
My fingers spasm out of control as he picks a machete off the ground,
A chainsaw from the depths of my drawers,
Prowling the streets on a new quest,
A contemporary Jack the Ripper that’s let loose on your streets.
While I run around, amuck,
Scanning the vicinity,
Everything is dead silent,
A motionless world,
The whole world is asleep.
I’ve got my crosshairs locked on the only lit apartment in a high rising building,
I can make out the shadow of someone,
Long hair dropping over the shoulder,
Is it a girl?
She’s probably getting ready to
