Oh dark Eris

Oh dark Eris

I serve you my fears

in the mouth of

a rubber ducky

for you to take pleasure

in plucking the finality

from its eyes like

popping a growing pimple

Oh dark Eris

I bring you my

rancid tongue as I laugh

like a behemoth

scribbling my wretched ideologies

on the chalkboard of life

seizing the day like a spastic

as I scramble for faux-validation

In your eyes,

Oh dark Eris,

I squander the confusion

in a sea of rambling raisons

For the truth is absurd

as the words mean so much

to be so fond of nothing but

bloody fondu

In my hands I hold

my head like a record

my finger like the needle

my eyes pop like balloons

An aristocrat of the nothing

Oh dark Eris

I watch my education

dwindle

holding an arching pickle

like a wand

as I dance the manic dance

only us discordians are privy to