the great prohibition

to neverland, soon i will
frolicking with the green fairies upon the hill

battling captain cook with an orange screwdriver
and plunge into the teeming waterfall - though i'm no diver

then i'll set this car afire, even though it's wrong
not before i savour the sunrise till it's dawn

so await me, my faithful friends, jim, jack and johnny!
while i banish to the graveyard, these last strands of my insanity

modus operandi: precisely the deprivation of it