I try
  I lie
  Someone's sphincter in my eye
  Kick it with that rebel cat and
  I want it to be that I'm feeling slightly down
  I'm looking up from the ground
  While confusion strains my mind
  I contemplate this time
  Thinking about a future
  Hemming it with a suture
  Dog shitting on the sign could the head below be mine
  Remember the palms
  Orange drive is where these palms lie
  Making me sick
  Making me want to get high under the palms