there must have been
a gas leak
or some drug in my drink

I think
but nothing comes to me
what shall I do all day?
gawky morbidity; decay
on this sticky hot sofa
an idiot sits like a rock

blocked and sterilized
I just can't seem to figure it
'move one leg,
at a time'

but it's like I'm laying on a big gob
of pink bubblegum
and I've nowhere to run

the cushions, the cushions
comfy & yet
closing in on me
what the hell,
am I crazy?