who care?

        flying  flowing  rolling ... glued
        to the wall  to the chair  to the table
        the light's a pain  but who care ?
        she do not cares  I does not cares
        nobody care  what did i want to say ?

        marijuana  vodka  flu   glue
        your chair to the floor or stroll
        i talk like a king
        not a word wasted
        i feel simple
        i feel simply great
        only deep  deep  deeper inside
        i talk nonsense
        i say

        come to me
        thru flu and glue and alcohol
        with open arms or with a sword
        and hold me tight or cut my head away
        set yourself into motion
        my head'll roll into the ocean





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   1981/2