awake and tweakinggggggggggggggggggggg.

The son of Carl. Who the fuck is Carl? Who am I? Where am I? What am I on? Who's on top of me? I don't really mind. I have a mind. We all have minds. Mind your mind. Your mind is yours. Yours is ours and ours is mine. A diamond mine full of blood. Blood is filled with Iron. I am the Iron, Lion, Zion. On the mountain, screw you Moses. Drop the tablets? Getting high. Novacaine, cocaine, mescaline. Smile! Nany Reagan's war. Just say no. She got raped? Nancy, Nancy, Nancy Reagan ragging on the masses. Go to church. I am the Christ child. I am the walrus. My tusks are sharp. So are the thorns on my crown. So are needles. They're so damn sharp, but so am I. I is for infinite. The universe is infinite? Prove it. Pound it. Place it. Push it. Pushers sell their drugs. Nancy Reagan just says No. No Carl! I am not Carl. Who the Fuck am I? I am here, but do I exist? What is existence? Did Carl Exist? I need to know ASAP. Moses got high on PCP. Jesus loved his GHB. God's gift to earth was LSD. The sick abreviations. Letters written to the editor. Dear editor, Edit this $entance. It's a copy-paste job. It's a copy-paste job. A good job, with good pay. Good dollars are green. Crispy, fresh, stacks of dollars. I got a dollar in my wallet. Look on the wall. It's the window with green blinds. It's the blind who cannot see. Who needs to see? I see a vision so damn clear. Floating through the ocean blue. True blue seas. Look in the seas. There are tablets floating there. Drop two. Take time, unwind. Rewind the VCR. I want to see that part again. Repeat the pretty scenes. Pretty faces, pretty screams. Screams and laughs. Laughs out loud. Loud needles lowered into veins. The only dope worth shooting is Nixon. Nixon, were you not a crook? Stealing like a junkie with a monkey on his back. Good morning Karl Marx. How are you? I'm feeling fine. I love you and I love communism. Let's go grab a drink. Do you like Vodka? I like vodka. Hey, you're Russian. Go Stolichnaya! Marx is a demagogue, a figure-head. Would he have read The Fountainhead? There's a fountain down the street. It's filled with snow. Snow and ash. Ashes burn off cigarettes, slipping through the streets. Criss-crossed like Kriss Kross. Banging out the early '90's. Banged until she's black and blue. Nancy Reagan's quick to bruise. Her eyes are black hole sun. Jesus Christ, I've got a deal for you! Deal or no deal? Take the case you basketcase. Take the pills. I know you want to. Do you want to fly? Die, then fly? On the third day rise again! Good Lord, you're spiraling through the window with the green blinds. I am not blind. You took some opium to mellow out, and get locked in the tomb. You got a rise on the third day. Jabbed it right in Nancy Reagan. Made her moan You get back what you give out. Give out. Put out! You're a slut Nancy Reagan, but Jesus Christ knows you love sex. He was only mortal. Mortal like Marx. Him and I are sipping Vodka. Jesus, grab a seat and join us. We can listen to D-R-E on C-o-d. Coded words that won the war. Secret messages. Secret words. Bottled up like addy and valium. A smile on Nancy's face. Moses is tweaking, Jesus is erupting, and poor Nancy is collapsing. Saying no all those years, made her want to finally say YES. She didn't just say it. She screamed it. Then Jesus ascended through the rock. That man was out on roxicet. Silly Jesus, Trips are for kids. Special K. K stands for Krist. Christ stands for Nancy. Karl slams a shot. He orders another, and let's it slide. Sliding down through the streets like ashes burned off cigarettes. Smoke it, toke it. This shit's so great. Christ, Reagan, Marx, Moses, and me. Vodka shots and LSD. Smile in this pool of vasoline. Swim right through the Ketamine. I'm waxed on like I'm Plasticine. Melt away into the ground where mere mortals screw and rot.