my hands covered my eyes, its been a long time and though longer times have gone before
its still a trip, and maybe someone will trip over me soon, i need that, need is what you believe
and belief is not needed here, here, the place of the end of your belief, once and for all then i was cast, cast like a broken limb or a tree, for nothing, for free, birds and bees and all the little peoples that scratchout whatever they please in such a world this is possible and to be damned is a pure thing, a real thing a coke or pepsi thing an enjoyment employment thing slang thang get off your high horse thang, a one way trip up to hell because ive been lower, lower than 5 or 6 but not as low as you, with your red eyes, closed eyes, beat eyes, red eyes, staying alive
alive alive in a living breathing dying writhing world.