Poem for the New Year

I need a clean-me-out colonic.
I need to be super-sonic.
I need to be free from static cling.
I need to be everything.

I need to make the world better.
I need to not be tethered.
I need to feel there is a reason.
But I'm too sensitive to stop believing.

I need an adventure.
I need to get her.
I need security.
Though I am comfortable with being me.

I need to get my head examined.
I need to not give a damn n',
I need to put it all on paper.
Before it all becomes vapor.