I want to douse the Autobahn in Ketchup.
It's the thought in my head while pissing.
The mirror tells me to dye my hair.
I tell it to shutthefuckup.
I eat a sugary bowl of cereal to calm my nerves.

I watch a movie about a pianist who lives their entire
life on a cross atlantic ocean liner.

I wonder to what extent I would be prosecuted
for crucifying cats on porch rooftops.