Monkey Head May 6, 2005 at 2:46 am
I’m a head in the middle of a table
Can’t you see?
That’s what it looks like…
well then, that’s what it is.
It’s not funny
It’s not religious to the eye
but maybe awakened destiny
No touch, taste,
only electrical senses
Thank God I can speak
Thank God I can speak.
There’s no way to make love to me,
Is there?
No way to shake my hand…
But there’s
NO PAIN.
I don’t hurt, and I won’t hurt you.
All my humanism gone–
and I still can’t find myself.
But here I am.
In the middle of this table.
Maybe doing something that
you don’t really like.
I’m a head in the middle of a table–
Here I am.
Am I today’s paraplegic or am I a future man.
If this song was not for you, then I’m sorry.
But I’m so lonely, I am soooo lonely.
I want to cry…
But do I want to die?