Mud

Sometimes I recline Into my mind Where it all seems fine Seems I'm skint all the time Is that such a crime? I know it may seem to be I conjure thoughts so thoughtlessly But rather My thoughts are all that manifest me So I smother My feet in mud Sometimes I recline Into my mind Where it all feels fine Seems I'm skint all the time Is that such a crime? I know it may seem to be I conjure thoughts so thoughtlessly But rather My thoughts are all that manifest me So I smother My feet in mud