i couldnt sleep last night i felt like a dali painting.

i tossed and turned and thought blurred into other thought i worried i thought of ways to make money to speak out to get people to listen i felt as though i was in a salvadore dali painting and a clock, so i finally just got up and made coffee fed my coffee and started twittering, wishing i was rich and famous and not living with aids wihing i was having coffee with dali at a cafe' in an italian village overlooking the ocean and talking about the madness of politicians illusions of thinking they are fooling the american people but they are not . many see through their selfish schemes , many suffer are poor , while many are rich feeding off the poor people using them as slaves , so you see this is how i woke up today.