On the day I was born, I had an out of foetus experience..
and as I watched the nurse pull me out of my embryonic bed of muscle and blood, I was struck by the semi-awakening, that my life was somehow not right.
I’ve wondered all this time, when will things be right?
when will I feel fully connected to something?
In my dreams I murder myself, but there are no witnesses to my crime
I scale the walls of the white house, smashing my head into the bricks
A helicopter has crashed into my subconscious
People do nothing with reference to something
What could be more beautiful than the sound of silence?
Interrupted by the screams of Unicorns?
I’m scared of disappointing my future