Breathing dirty purple air and 

bathing in HBO bottles.

Drinking toilet gin and smoking

bathroom pipes.

Got picked up by the Federal 

Bureau Of Intoxication.

Worked at The Department of

Detoxification and Water Purification

I'm downstream in the mainstream 

of society.

Are you all right? Is everything out

of sight?

Am I necking too tight?

I'm caught in the shadows riding

on my sneaker's bicycle.

I've got to catch the 3:30 tricycle to Trinidad.

Here a moron's screams in

my dreams.

Translucent, transparent, shapes and 

shadows are dancing on the bedroom's ceiling.

Leprechauns and neocons!

I'm hooked on prozac,

zantac, and cipro of ceylon!

I've met a thousand clowns in 20 million towns.  I'm at a dozen places with different faces.  Skipped over miles of heartbeats.  My claim to fame is I don't know my own name.  Don't even know if I'm here - time of day or day of year.

End - Jonathan Billet

11/19/09