My head is as big as a mountain
My hands have lost all feeling
The earth is a roller coaster
won't stay under
or drifts away on the wind as I ignore it
or concentrate on it.
Insignificant things contain
the meaning of life;
only if I choose to dwell on them
My senses are dulled to everything except
what catches my fancy.
and whatever catches my fancy,
is absorbed by all of my not-so-dull senses