Who I Would Like To Thank

Who i would like to thank The Teletubbies basically raised my kids Beware the stranger Although statistically someone you know will kill you Now go to sleep Time is always precise so that i can measure my inaccuracy Colour rewards itself Clouds that cuddle skies Air that breathes her name Laughter imprisoned in the lull The Winter parts for chiselled sun He that takes my name but never fills the shape The universe within mind That chortles at our reality No God to call my own No devils sharing throne Who do we thank For being so alone