The FBI and Warner Brothers
are following me around
with cameras. They are taping
a movie about my life.

They are practicing sound
coercion. I hear their cameras
in the shower and in
the family room. I need help.

I get messages from my friends
and relatives from the TV
and radio telling me to be careful.
The cameras keep rolling.

I don’t know why there are so
many nurses around me.
I don’t need to take medications.
I’m healthy in my mind.

The FBI and Warner Brothers
need to pay me my money
for the movies they have made
about me. I am a star.

There is a conspiracy against me.
I just want to go home
without any cameras filming me.
I can’t even take a piss.