My teeth feel funny and I'm alone
And I am writhing white with foam
Can't restore it averagely
I can't freeze it illogically
I can't take it it takes me
I can't pay it it grates me
I can't place it instantly
I can't take it reverently
It's it's own thing it's in my bones
It's in my mind supine and prone
Squirming wrongly fisting toes
Just ain't stopping on it goes
I can't remember what it was like
How food tasted and what was right
Either way now It's been too long
Feeling slack now but not for long