these are my micro dosing days, a little bit of this, a little bit of that, sometimes less is more, right?

i'm moving in a new direction, more sociable, more extraverted, carrying my enigma like a californian state trooper rides his bike, running with the werewolves, a gothic poet with an paradox attitude, a little roll and less rock, a mighty sumatran tiger showing his teeth while purring like a cat, i'm el hombre visible, a beatnik in wonderland. how you spell new york mission?
'with a knife, a fork, a bottle and cork, that's the way you spell new york, right on.

man o man i gotta be on the run cos i gotta meet that setting sun.'