liquid jewels

There’s a black hole in between us

And there’s no escaping from it

The gap between the me and the I proves itself

To be incalculable by Professor Hawking

To be indefinable by definition

The ice belt of gravity

The wilderness of disparity

Has more rarely been traversed

Stuck like a stick in the mud of the earth

Spinning like a doctor in the back of a hearse

We won we won we won the retribution dodo prize

Of a shiny little car called life (brum brum)

But we can’t throw it in reverse and dodge

The encroaching maw of nature red

In tooth and claw like Crawford and magraw

The sea is big but not forever

Baby I hear there’s a beach on mars

You can reach them stars

Have a flat in hampstead
Get a brassnobs bedstead

Have a wet ski jetlag

Use your hat for a shopping bag

You’re gonna still be the same
Nothing’s gonna change like a cockroach stands stock still
On the clock of evolution for a million years
Waiting for a nuclear war to survive
So that they can wipe the floor with you and I
Those are liquid jewels that were jim morrison's eyes
Being swiped at the checkout
By those insect masters we aspire to devolve into
And ultimately despise their reign
As they wipe the floor with our torpid holey remains.