i put my brain in the washing machine
i set to rinse
i watched it float around in there
just like a pound of mince
it was going round and round again
i thought i’d die
but it wasn’t an ordinary wash
it was in the tumbler in the sky
i took it out again and put it on the line
i set for rainbows
but all i got was rhyme
sweet wind blew all my troubles away
until it was a hurricane and then
i couldn’t stay, so i plucked it out
and then went on my way
new brain. sunshine,
wind blew some time
through my soul
i watched it blow
it blew my mind
