john vanderslice
confusion
My bed was floating in the ocean A swarming jellyfish pulled us over the surface The sun, the sun was crying diamonds For every broken masthead And scotch taped sail that passed us by  We hung on, hung on Two orphan monkeys And all we said and all that we did Left me feeling like a little kid  Confuse, confusion boats bumping Against, against slowly bleeding wanting eels And if you dream of dolphins Of tattooed fish in milky seas And if you dream of levitating There is a word you should be saying to me  