I woke up at the Golden Gate Bridge
Egocentric with the will to live
In the meadow I blend in with cowslips
Cowslips dancing like Edie Sedgwick
Addled at the hocus-pocus
My ocean blue eyes glowed
I walked along the pavement, crossed the road
In a cagoule and rain boots
Feeling good, cock-a-hoop in a cesspool
I moved like a cat with perfect glands for a perfume
Like a buccaneer, regretting the moment I got carried away
Like a five year old jumper blazoned like the truth
I burst open like a bladder, like an author
In front of the Eiffel Tower
With a name, a face, and a personality
I couldn\'t contain my emotions
Like I can\'t brush off the feeling of suffocating
Like I can\'t brush off the feeling of dying
The paranoia is eating me alive
Like I eat French fries
I look at the moon and want to cry waterfalls
I\'m waiting for time to pass like a gap year
It feels like an eternity in Hell
Trying to hoodwink a one-eyed thing
I\'ve never been more of a nerd
Devoted to grapefruit and pineapple
Laying on my bed, as soft as a hassock
Writing in a notebook at 4 a.m.
Falling in my dreams like the arch hypocrite of the angels
I grew like witch hazel, like a mutiny
I asked how she was, the woman with blonde hair
I met a man with a dead stare, a hardbitten stare
I looked in his eyes but he wasn\'t there
They were shiny like a mirror
Shiny like impassable water flowing
I ended up in a minefield, somehow
I got back, but the feeling was gone
I don\'t know where the clouds went
I drank the vitreous, milky sunshine
The doldrums, the lance, the rods, the wires
I acknowledged the clusters of flowers
Flower clusters, untidy flowers
I\'m an oar on the rowlock
A satisfied stomach.