Completely nuts
she is crazy and she looks at me
as if she never saw me before
no place for me in her dewy asteroid
it`s the season of the witch
she lies down under trees
a sudden death or still living on?
she lives around here
but I never saw that face before
she`s stripped of pride
she won`t walk she can only roll
she is been like that for five weeks
every day I laugh my head off
so I won`t have to cry
she talks to rainbows
in her own strange ways
there`s no life beside her
she`s an orange nowadays
always first in line in the modern world
where good taste is bad
and bad taste becomes good
I want to conquer it all
the danger trying to touch her
better not say a word
she has a mouth like a machine gun
she`s not bathing anymore
letting go of all her dirt
is this the smell of the future?