there are no words for this, none that i can usenI stumble crawl and I fall through the alphabetni see only mud and dried food,nI have no answers, my heroes are all deadnsure, there's an element of doubtnthere are chemicals about.nMy head is spinnin' and so is Elvis,nthe stench of pop dyingnis gagging me, and I want outnAnd everything that I recallnHas me nailed against the wallnStretched, sparse and white and bonenyou can have it allnI took a close look aroundnI noticed four walls were pushing innI realised nothing really mattersnas the waters rise you have to sink or you swim