A siloutette covers the bottom half of my brain
The lunatics call me insane
Dry humor laughs in the fountain of youth
We are younger than the crying fools
Shadows victim the secret rape
Fixing rationality with glue and tape
Clucking chickens fly off a cliff
Raptures are radiant in verbal riffs
Almost makes me think of yesterday
Jesus sleeps in the rubbery cave
The plastic world turns down
A clown smiles a glittery frown
Today I went walking off the tip
Pink stars on a glowing trip
Desires ember for expensive pearls
We burn in a fake loving world