Willy Nillbilly

Oh dear my mind is confused again. I started thinking about policemen and if my lifespan is infinity, well I think that’s what it was anyway. Then I met this guy and we bought this jug and for a bit my thoughts sharper and sharper man, then they were coming in from all angles and he was my muse man! Wine and strangers, they are my muse. Oh dear my skull, I am certainly confused. What a soft bed, I seem to remember thorns in my shirt the last six nights. I’ll fall asleep, then see where I am now.