Deepest night again? Glued in recline I know that now the narcotic recedes Now I have to think. I have to know the genesis And why I am so bloodied Movement is useless, and so is the squalling I must free me from confinement Wrench out these benumbed ducts I have to depart from This hiemal alcove Before my mind self-destructs Deepest night again? Fastened to this chair I reason that the chance to leave stalls Quick! Before it abates. Will there be an exit? Where should or could I go? Find what freedom costs me Buried in the dirt Else the tubes will swallow me Smother me in hurt. Find what freedom costs me Escape is the goal now Buried in the dirt I’ll crawl if I have to Else tubes will swallow me Now I have to live! Smother me in hurt. But then the seat betrays me Rocking to and fro It squeals out in protest The earth looks inviting Yes I know I must go. Yet I know I must go. Find what freedom costs me Buried in the dirt Else the tubes will swallow me Smother me in hurt.