The world drops me
Like a treacle filled balloon
I no longer capitulate
We fall
Any way
Any where
Any how
She waits
At the end of the bed
Swinging her legs and singing
Until the powder wears off
The trail through my veins is inky
A single list of words
A pattern which renders me useless
Let’s stay underground she beckons
We belong there
This is not home
Home is where the heart is
And yours is on a playing card
Look Rabbit’s watch says time for tea
Hatter has a plate of stars
And a sea of peppermint moons
Can you smell the sugar and julep
It really is intoxicating
Just how you like
Just what you want
You know you will never be free
Powder ashes dirt
And me
She claps loud
With a sense of condemnation
They threw the world at me
They threw the book at me
That smell comes in the dream
Through my synapses
Like a sewage channel
Beyond boredom
Beyond ennui
we don’t want to be
we don’t want to be
Funny
Even nothing generates energy
Electricity never dies
Only converts
Like water into wine
She waits
At the end of the bed
Swinging her legs and singing
Until the powder wears off
Until I wear out
We know I never will.
