The comedy of my celebrity begins

I am a celebrity in the eyes of others

But I do not celebrate myself

 

I would like to castrate fools

But instead I share drinks with them

I am the lowest kind of traitor

 

Sometimes I wear summer dresses

I want to feel what it is like to be a woman

But I do not have a cunt so my story ends there

 

You can at once see the sun and feel its warmth

But what of love which you can feel strongly but never see

Both are common but love never reveals itself

 

I have a glass orb which I keep in a black dish

To the naked eye this glass orb seems black

But my brain knows that it possesses no colour

 

I have never won awards for my work

If by chance I was honoured by mistake

I would hang my medal around the neck of a soft toy

 

If you are walking through the corridors of a train

In the opposite direction to that of your travel

Where would you be between 16:26 and 16:27

 

If I was totally without sight

Would I be able to differentiate

Between a beautiful woman and an ugly one

 

My sister is very beautiful

I often handcuff myself to a radiator

When she takes a lavender bath

 

In my dreams I often see my lovely sister

Walking around my room in a suggestive negligee

Yet in real life she wears sensible pyjamas

 

 

 

 

Outlaw