Is there a vaccine
that stops us being mean?
Ready for Homeless and Queen!
A vaccine that heals this routine
And keeps you away from the slot machine;
That makes economics less obscene;
That will wash every sin, dry clean;
And will keep you forever at nineteen?
A minus 70° vaccine to fight global warming and be green.

Maybe you don’t need a vaccine
If you travel in a limousine!

I don’t wanna be alone
wait for me
somewhere near the sheep

the sheep and her three
the sheep in the box
invisible to the eye

with love, unemphatically
in a good will shot
a headshot

hear me if survived
near, waiting there
dear, not to be alone

So many feet
above white
flair of the peaks

So many feet
close to witness the clouds
from side and above

And how come? Tired eyes?
Where my dear?
Where are those all-holding strings?

Smile, they are, though
to be seen thru hearts
in mirrors, from below

Cause strings is holding
holding is strings
holding just enough

Got so much strength
now only to
make for us

Make sweet and bit salty
meat pancakes
Only if I could