Conquer It All

Completely nuts

she is crazy and she looks at me

as if she never saw me before

no place for me in her dewy asteroid

it's the season of the witch

she lies down under trees

a sudden death or still living on?

she lives around here

but I never saw htat face before

she's stripped of pride

she won't walk she can only roll

she is been like that for five weeks

every day I laugh my head off

so I won't have to cry

she talks to rainbows

in her own strange ways

there's no life beside her

she's an orange nowadays

always first in line in the modern world

where good taste is bad

and bad taste becomes good

I want to conquer it all

the danger trying to touch her

better not say a word

she has a mouth like a machine gun

she's not bathing anymore

letting go of all her dirt

is this the smell of the future?