Tuesday, 10 February 2009


I'd be crazy not to follow where you lead; your eyes, they turn me.
They turn me on to phantoms I follow to the edge of the earth. And fall off.

I get eaten by the worms and weird fishes.
Picked over by the worms and weird fishes.
I'll hit the bottom and escape.

Potent words. Crazy imagery. Reckless thoughts. Mute emotions.

I feel the oncoming onslaught of a kaleidoscopic vomitorium of the severest intensity.

God help me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love the song. Love the line, your eyes they turn me.....