When your wash & wear life
feels too much
like a duck painting,
and the codeine is getting old,
you’ve read your map wrong
making a right
when you should’ve turned left
We build Pepsi machines in the name
of progress
with a jovial 1,2,3...1,2,3 with the sheep and lemmings
Remember that YouPromised
I need to shoot
the violinist and find a frequency
Finding the we in I is the on-ramp
for a midnight drive
all that is left is to Pick A State
then a destination
Go ahead and have a 3 second spoon
of your favourite artifically-flavoured
“reality”
as you order a double #5
So suck the fluffy centre
of your renovated townhouse shell of a “life”
saying you love
your lincoln logs
But tonight, in another day,
now that you’ve seen the web page
don’t forget to buy the painting.


The Midnight Menu

Banana Nirvana
Apple Amos
Strawberry Psychosis
Peaches & Screams

Schizo Spaghetti-o’s
Crucifixion Custard
Emotional Eggs & Bacon
Scurrilous Steak
       (the Chef’s special!)




“Ask for directions.”
[head’s going to explode] [too weird for me] [i’m enlightened] [totally lost in pretty colours]