©2020
Well, would you look at that
The world’s no longer flat
I know where the door is
And I can breathe
And heavens to Betsy
I am still free
I’m not trapped in an elevator
Falling down
With my mother
And PTL
I’m not burning in hell
Surrounded by
The ones I love
Who don’t recognize me
And hallelujah
I’m not in Florida
Where I moved somehow sometime
But don’t remember
Oh my god
There’s no applause
Because I’m back in school
In front of the class
Naked
Shitting the floor
Would you look at that
Heavens to Betsy
PTL
Hallelujah
Oh my god
It’s morning already