Introduction?

The sun’s darling Is a blistering eclipse I used to be romantic Now there’s merely guilt Guilt-tic, guilt-trip On a mystic avalanche & home-sick Just a Beatnik or a Maverick Or both or a lunatic Lost Sputnik, hobby horse A drag & a hysteric So says the 90s cleric Under the dome of a plastic Bell-jar, static & fixed She won’t go raving mad or poetic Vacuum drains the neurotic I used to be a romantic Now i’m full of guilt Of lumps & cysts The royal anemic Riding a sapphic broomstick Homesick for the sea, for some kick Guilt because I’m full of shit & lyric and heartsick Smash your toxic aesthetic On your head, Smash IT! Like a dreamer’s dreams euphoric Treason hides in Lipstick Reason has turned Phallic Hand-picked & a little sick Not crazy, just a little empathic?