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.