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