This is yours truly.
hello, darling, get me central
in the twin towers of commercialism heaven is where
your laughter is oftenest.
and calling through the mountains ringing with
the sound of people trying to find who they think they
are, but that doesn't exist.
no, it doesn't
but hey, i love you, come on. cut me some
slack. just because i'm crazy doesn't mean i can't enjoy
myself once in a while, right?
Don't forget though,
their machines have your
number and they will for as long as this body can touch
taste hear see in this lifetime and longer.