Unfatheredland

Save me from the black lights, dear

These illuminations are a haunting wonderland

Bedridden curiosities are never crystal clear

The tarnished thick of things atmosphere

barely move my yellow eyes’ drunken sand

Save me from the black lights, dear

Perhaps a young Heath Ledger will reappear

Dapper men line my dream-ridden wasteland

Bedridden curiosities are never crystal clear

The waking hours my fists will schmear

into a black and blued unfatheredland

Save me from the black lights, dear

Knocked into next Tuesday or maybe yesteryear

My conception of time is a secondhand wedding band

Bedridden curiosities are never crystal clear

I thought I knocked this gingerbeered cavalier

but he knocks me in the mind, hand, fairylanded holyland

Save me from the black lights, dear

Bedridden curiosities are never crystal clear