.He smokes himself into double vision
Leaves his mind on an indecision,
Thinks he's invented imagination
Says that god is some relation.
He leaves his cigarette burning on the desk
His clothes and magazines make up such a mess,
Sitting up in bed transistor on his chest <.>
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