I’m going round and round and…
Hear that sound?
It’s my my mind self-destructing,
As it searches and searches
For some type of meaning.
La dee da, dum dee dum.
Of la be so tee lee.
Drank so much, I broke my knee.
Don’t you see? I peed, then he
Bashed my head in.
Are you coming?
I’ve asked you twice already!
Let’s go, let’s go!
I don’t have time
To get get drunk today.
Let’s just call it even and
Prickle find keen lied ride mine
Hide your find you’ve never been
To that castle in the sky.
The taste for lackadaisical is nothing
Short of crazy, isn’t it?
No, it makes sense, really.
It’s not having nothing to do
That we desire,
It’s not having anything that we have to do.
Right! That’s what I didn’t really
Mean when I did, I didn’t not.
Seen sobbing like a cat in heat.
Thrilled several funeral hills,
Piles and piles of immaculate style,
Riled unto my top size curvy spiral
Death camps, trees, fleas, just me,
How you treat me so lovely, in season,
You are so true so so so yes.
Freely bent sample echelon stick,
Smited like a tadpole wrench.
Wench-happy punch crunch, crunch.
What’s for lunch, munch, munch.
Life is slowly zipping foundling
Like able laughing realms ancient
Fracking value hemp dollar seeking
Wrap stack map quack lacking any
Tank hit hanky lanky animal stipend.
Century rewind behind you don’t!
Didn’t flee freely sounds of thunder
Clapping in my brain. Inject me.
Test the best with psuedophedrine.
Head-first worse a started rose grass.
House has to be the right one.
No, know, I don’t stow sex tapes.
Do you? No sly bones, thrown swiftly,
Into the alone, a sigh, a dome.
Round and round, I search.