The Bali That Follows You

What is life but a fantasy? When letting go of old wounds Hurting your memory Easing the pain of yesterday Is there anything more fantastic Than your final destiny? If you can see Into the burial ground of time Smell the flowers In the arctic hands of a Balinese girl Who sings to you only If you dare to kiss her on the mouth You may want to brush your teeth first Before she disappears from your embrace And stabs you in the neck With a stone age dagger Don’t worry You have been alive for a Kodak moment She smiles And you will return to Bali To find your burial ground On the side of a sacred mountain The view is excellent And very private The girl is not there She moved on to another moment She is now in high school And sits behind me at recess With a dress and nothing underneath