a bit of the old ultraviolence (Patreon)

I’ll never sleep again 
And if I must
I’ll sleep with my eyes open 
Hire the prop designers from A Clockwork Orange 
Have them create one just for me 
My lids have lost their privileges 
Taken rest away from the rest of me 
Stolen the blackness and quiet 
Replaced it with images I shouldn’t be interested in 
Active imagination can turn on you 
Actively imagining can turn you on 
All limitation forcefully withdrawn 
Memories morph into what would be 
Could be 
Should be 
But I don’t play god 
I just feel like god is playing with me