My eyes close!

I am eating a fancy meal with Hitler and Jesus.

My eyes close!

I am making love to Ayn Rand. NOOOOOOOO!
The philosopher has now metamorphosed into a movie star.
I am now making love to Marilyn Monroe,
YESSSSSSSSS!

My eyes close!

I am walking down a bland shopping street where only
homeless men are the managers of the shops
and rich entrepreneurs stack shelves.

My eyes close!

A strange hideous animal is following me across a foggy bog.
It smells of greed and death, the animal not the bog.
It is wearing a grey suit, it has hardly any hair and
It defiantly has no soul.
It is an English politician.

My eyes close!

I drink a glass of brandy with Napoleon,
a Shot of Vodka with Stalin,
a bottle of whisky with Churchill,
and a cellar of red wine with Mussolini.

My eyes close!

I wake up and I have to go to work and get
through another day in the dull, blandness
of the 21st century.

My eyes close!