Pay on exit.

Because my head is full of cartoons

And my heart is full of fate

Because your pants are full of tattoos

And your oyster isn’t straight

Because my dreams are full of heaven

And my hands are full of bags

Because my love to you is borrowed and 

Tomorrow we’ll be tagged

I want to get onto the next level of this universal car park

But maybe I’m running before I can drive

I want to put my foot on the gas pedal

And smash my way through the concrete balustrade of your indifference –

Break on through to the pay as you exit side

Because my arms are full of tremors

And my hair is full of fleas

Because my barn is full of tenors

And my heart is full of peas

I shall wake you like a sunset

I shall tie you like a bow

I shall jam you like a tartlet

Lick your cream off when I go

I shall miss you like a hairpin

I shall wave you like a blow

I take care to blend your shoulders

With my snake belt in the snow…

Because my wind is made of dollars

And my sins are made of glass

Red red roll me like tomorrow

Farthing froze my tide of doubt.

03/04/13