recluse
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Howard Robard HughesFamously rich recluseDreams led him to the lap of luxuryFollowed by nightmarish mysophobic OCD.Rich playboy aviator Howard HughesWith movie starlets kept himself amused
Eight: Extremities armed for the call of the wild; the hunter marches.
Seven: Strings fanning into the damp corners of cardboard castles.
The sun goes on its daily break,
and the moon is roused from its slumber.
Yet none of these lights grazes his skin,
for Hypnos’ house is in covers.
A hermit who naps in the bathtub at dawn,
I am a deviant, an enemy of normality
An ally of abnormality
At war, everyday fighting against social norms
My ernest desire is to be on the other side
Fighting for normality but I have never qualified
Dark galore
The minute my hands shut the door
Blank music sheets spread on the floor
Spiderwebs on the stairs
