Hallelujah

You're a cynical sot in the head, a funny little caterpillar's fate

Slightly impaired; hate's propaganda can't be that bad

and I still don't know you today.

Well I've seen papertowel seahorses and rubbed ears with Vegas

but I'm still here, still tying my laces.

I was utterly bored and random, reading Animal Farm by George Orwell.

About communism, propaganda and the Soviet Union

I want to murder Napoleon, he's such a pain the ass.

I need peripheral vision, then I wouldn't need to look at the trafficlights to cross the road

or look at my shoes while drawing on them.

or look at the sandwich when making crumbs.

Life would be so much better with peripheral vision, wouldn't it?

There's a pause between the sounds, but you don't notice it unless you listen

it's as fast as a thought flickering into your mind

as fast as a heartbeat, the darkness between blinks

and that pause is worth savouring, because the world will become complicated again.