I am the Egg Man

And I dreamed I shook the most 
massive hand I had ever seen 
Emerging eerily from a hand stitched 
diamond quilted silk vacuole 
Bearing an enormous old fashioned 
knuckle-duster ring 
And I seem to remember his pupils 
pinned as we shook hands 
An instant of icy crystalline fear 
paralyzed my very soul 
Angel Hearts Louis Cypher eating the 
Man/Egg Mickey 
Something in a language I no longer 
allow myself to speak 
In diamond chips sans-serif capitals 
your ass is mine 
I knew the second he let go of my 
hand that I was forever changed 
A certain hyena like asymmetrical 
quality in his unseeing eyes 
Assurance that there would be no 
death prior to maceration 
Persona non grata, Casper Milquetoast 
personification preternatural