I am the river
Which flows
Into cotton candy
Beneath the black masks
Of mysterious euphoria
Unseen and unheard of
I’m the gold pot
Left hidden
So it won’t be found
By the corporate
Tattooed leprechaun
The masked criminal
Steals from the mermaid
In the clouds
And the cave troll
Shoots heroin
On the Mongolian coast
While the fairies have toast
Across the hill
And on the frost
I’m waiting still
For the mayhem with mercy
And the coins of lead
Rolling in a race
Never stopping
Never hiding