Damaged goods

 I

I am Damaged, beyond repair, twisted in my mirrors reflections, Empty despaired; 

false flag upon parceltongue and precimpt upon wrongful New-Yokers networthing 

the demigods and demagogs on Gog & Magog Andromeda who read too much Zarathustra. 

Implore the Lordaeron of War Craft 2 to still be touching my elves, who are tired waiting. 

II

Taunting the orcs for some axes and taxes, cutting the ties with humanity, for Superman sake.

Damaged Goods accounted Meneh Tekel Parsin on the wallstreet, for Molotov Cocktails, 

what Bond Str, had shaken and stirred up for Boris sake and for Queen and Bohemian Rhapsody.

I was out cold, for the shoulders and human boulders huffing my last cigarette on the green mile.

III

Evicted out of 4th wall Oni-Chan tiebreakers, I raised Monika some beef and steaks got High; 

the school was out, the doused flames, on the altars of Democracy pissed with contemporary 

solitary individuals, not wanting to account Repo, for sine qua non. non-igitur anon - Q for the 

Source of Star Trek and Torah was abridged to Umbridge Trelawney and Lockhart to Qigong

IV

Loosening morals, perils the Many; building power for selfgain, depletes Self; why strengthen 

organs, then the spirit is void? Slowing respiration of the thoughts, silences meaning and resolve;

thus nerves go haywire -- bones snap, joints injure. Free radicals destroying themselves and others; 

regenerating the drones on hiveminds. Emotions imbalance, lunging onto Tyrants safekeeps bondage.

V

Damaged Goods, goosepumping people to Heaven, hoping people give Lao Zi a chance, while

the leaders not advancing on simple minds not being able to dispute Confucius and Marx; 

While Nietzsche would like to save the day, confined in the strait-jacket, for owning a Nazi-sister, 

who Legionaiired too many Madhatter puns, intending to Third Reich the Hells Kitchen sink wallop!