It's all bust

-Tried to describe how I think, i totally have add, then trails off

my mind's like a flash pan, a trash can
slammed full of debris, massed plans pass by and hands
strand lines my ripe rind crashes cries called in the streets
stable fall fabled walls crawling
down the crease No release. Fusion free caffeine
herbal tea secreted verbally turn and see Crack!
dancing the neurotic tango man to man then slow
turn off it and go coughing up burned bread Rioting
radius piloting pontius taunting us haunting dust
rush roar, emerge serge and switch hitch
your claw juts on the verge and bursts thirsty rage
reckless don't expect this to end soon like moon's lightly,
Short hot stars that burn out break brightly
Scowl, squeel meals of brackish, in fact this is not what I intended,
but please do be offended I dented
your fender, don't pretend to her, disintegrate
quake cold cash bolt past to the front of the bus in B-town,
please meet us in Pounderville
we'll gas the grill with a match in the tank
filled to the gills quilled pines bark cars honk
lava bravo saucy chinkos, flayed fraps greying gringos
baited bats howling bowling balls, hopping lanes
Stop the game! Stop! The name's Carlos
Para los ninos, you've seen those retches, clench it
your wrenched fist, dry heave, high weaving water
sparkled blithely striving tidies glide by horrified
at this glorified fountain of youth spouting truth and stale rum
from his gums, chaos and confusion may our loss be your delusion
and grandeur's gain, fried minds churned in a melting soap pan,
flash crash garble gobble garbage can Sam