Sweepin whips and weepin sweeps

sweepin whips & weepin sweeps
rabbits crawlin, foxie sleeps
lies and pies and fireflies
on the beam of piercing eyes
synapse between
synapse between
and you see me falling in
and you’re pleasant, you’re fine
(am I pretty when I cry?)
there’s a rattle in the flue
glue me deeply to the slue
fuzzy monsters eating fear
furry oyster champin near
but I’m so blue
and it’s you
so spiteful
darling, you make me blue
pricks on ceiling, wolfs in walls
flower ripens, fades, and falls
fox on knox in socks on box
bit by bit from orthodox
squeak and creak
and finger snick
looks like kind of
creep and freak
synapse between
synapse between
and you see me falling in
let’s go cranky
let’s go sick
sha sha
tick and pin and brick
synapse between
synapse between
you can see me falling in
you can see me falling in you
can see me
falling
someday it’ll be out and about
but now, please, be my Mickey Mouse.