And he beams,
I’m golden, just golden.
I’m golden and also,
what exactly is a seizure?
You see, he’s been drinking that
Golden liquid, his golden ticket
home. His ticket back to
his golden days, a golden daze.
That heart of gold irradiating
his skin.
Will you think about quitting?
A crescent moon, ear to ear.
I’m golden,
everything is golden.
Golden boy
his eyes, all that glitter.