woke up
this morning
i died whilst eating my toast
it was crunchy, a little burnt
i swallowed a bite and choked
wow, i was hoping to go out in flames
in a glorious blaze of glory
this was just kind of…
lame
i woke up in a tunnel
of a new york subway
i crawled along the rails
hoping for a light
an exit sign
any beacon of hope
however small and broken
then i saw a light, bright and white
‘thank you, god.’ i sighed
and got hit by a train
‘thank you,
god’
i sighed
i woke up in a hole
a gutter
there were lights flashing
far far above me
so far out of reach
i thought this must be hell
so cruel to show me the
lights i can never touch
i stood up slowly
no, it’s just hillbrow
i walked over to nigel
the nigerian
i scored three hits of crack
if i could never have the lights
i’d just have to make my own
and make them splutter and burn
and burst and dance and float and sing
all around and in my head
i sat down next to a whore
i mean, lady of the night
(have to be politically correct)
hit one
pull
crackle crackle
hit two
pull
crackle crackle
hit three
pull
crackle…
fade…
away…
and i died on those stairs
sitting next to stacy
i woke up in front of gates
i pushed a button near the entrance
and heard a voice
‘is that you, jesus?’
i asked. man, heaven got
some tight security
‘fok of jou getrekte gomgat
fokop’
said the voice
‘jesus i’m sorry, but
you don’t need to be angry’
‘ag, gaan rape nog ‘n kleuter’
turns out jesus ain’t my homeboy
i kind of wandered through the streets
and got really tired
i went to sit under a street light
but as soon as i was under it
it fused
i moved to the next one
and the same thing happened
and the next
and the one after that
i guess i wasn’t born to be seen
i tried to cross the street
but a car came speeding towards me
doing twice the legal speed of light
they were seventeen and drunk
and daddy was rich enough
the headlights raced towards me
and didn’t fused
i could’ve moved
but it felt so good
to be able to bask in the light
for once in my life
i didn’t wake up
i was too tired
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