Light, dark
Why now?
Why up?
Why down?
Why?
I'll tell you why
Because the cat said so
And you can't tell me
That doesn't mean something
To the future of
Me.  
Fur itch
Nose
Darn cat won't move
And I can't
Figure out which way is up
And why the pen hits the page
With a sticky smell
Do you know that
Light looks cloudy
When dawn is
Coming into my room
And I have
Waked up from
Another dream where
Rick Springfield
Sings to me
But pretends he is
Someone else
And my hands are
Shaking because I'm
Going to jail
For something I can't
Remember, but I know
That I can't get paroled
Until the cat has a home
And my hands are dry.  
So then I returned to
The pit of sleep and
Rick loves to
Jump and
I just want
Another finger.