I'm on a Boat...

I think my mothership has left me here
   because he has full confidence
      in my ability to be a lighthouse.

The spark is in me too
but what, oh what does it do?

general weirdness abounds and the world is as it should be

Pull me through
   I'll come out true
I float like glue
   on rubber clouds
I stick my shoe
   into your mouth
Don't give me your shit
   I can't handle it
I have my own
   painful throne

But I am sewing cushions for it.

I look forward
   to the unknown
Somewhere there's a light that is shown


And people are the answer
   to this and every cancer
Together we live
   cut from the tree we're in misery
I'm a branch of Humanity
   I believe in me.  And simplicity.