Now that you've found me

I'm a shaky perpendicular bisector,
a convoluted, introverted mind vector,
it's crashin' down hard,
and I'm fallen' to pieces,
the pressure's too much,
my heart's lined with creases,
my eyeballs are poppin'
my butt hole ist twitchin'
no wonder I'm itchin'
to get out of this place.
I need some relief,
and I know where it's found,
I'll just follow that sound
that leads to your passion,
and then I'll stop thrashin'
and jumping around.
I'll let you confound me,
I'll let you surround me,
I'll let you astound me,
now that you've found me.

Romantic Poetry of Sri Gawn Tu Fahr