Running down the street he saw
all of it running backwards
he saw all of it running forwards
and he saw
nothing on top of nothing
added to nothing means nothing

and i have no words to say to-day
all my fears are washed away
in dreams drifting to arizona bay
there has to be another way

but it all bleeds out quickly now and then slow
and i can't put it into words
and for that
i deserve to be mocked and derided and kicked and forgotten

not a hero's send off
but a loser's jerk off

and a glass hand rewind pink slip organ donor test tube atheist forgiveness and freshness

if opened before date stamped on seal