ramble...

my brain is on fire

mindfields are in my soul

black hummingbirds drop from the sky

a psychotic comedian assasins down the boulevard

money making season book a flight to new york for no reason

ripped down sharded up made to be encased in this plastic bubble

electrostatic thermostats stumble to keep up the pace yet heat still pours in

it ain't gonna save me no more and in this room is where i sit cause i no longer give a shit