TO MY MIND I SAY THIS, WHO DO WE POINT TO, WHO OR WHAT IS IT THAT SETTLES THE MIND, I HAVE COME FROM ALL POINTS AND I HAVE HEARD NOTHING,

I HAVE ONE QUEST, ONE TRUTH, AND ONE MOMENT OF PEACE THAT DOES NOT COME FROM YOU MY PERSON, IT IS THIS PILL THAT PUT'S ME TO SLEEP, THIS GLASS OF WINE THAT EASY MY SELF AND THIS PILLOW THAT COMFORTS ME WHEN ALL HAS PUT ME TO REST,

I AM IN THIS ZONE OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS, THIS STATE OF CONFUSION, AND I LIKE IT, I LIKE THE SPACE, THE CLOUD THAT IS MY STEPPING STONE, AS I AM A DRIFT, THIS MOMENT THAT DOES NOT LAST, BUT PLEASES ME FOR THIS WHILE,

I HAVE NO CLAIM ON THIS FOR, IT IS NOT NATURALLY, IT IS THE SUBSTANCE OF ABRUSE THAT HAS CAUGHT ME IN SUSPENDED ANIMATION, AND YET I DIE, I DIE WITH EVERY PILL, AND I DROWN WITH EVERY DRINK, AS MY SMOOTHERED HEAD HIT'S MY PILLOW,

AND THIS EASY MY MIND,