Lack of sleep.

Lack of sleep

Theres knifes and forks on the jukebox
good morning coffee
afternoon tea
dickie had the nicest ham hes ever had last night
i was on the floor
anna was talking like train spotting
she had been for i think
she must have been for the longest time
a while
and i couldnt hear
at least it sounded strange to me
an alien language more sing song than words
asking me to perform
perform! perform!
i couldnt perform
as i lay there asleep
deep coma toes
then lizzie came back from the hospital
had she been there all the time
i couldnt get up to touch her give her a hug or anything
i just lay there stupified
on some drug
lizziiiiieeee...
i finally managed to say
i think that was it
as i tripped out or into consciousness
it doesnt matter if you dont believe in god 
god exists 
i mean i think ive heard the name before
and it has to be said
it was all strangely Mayan mars Mescaline Freddy beatles Mercury