art by Santiago Caruso © |
channeling a short wave radio Randall McMurphy
so
what if crazy
is
all I might ever be
a
man mentally ill
seemingly
meant
not
to see his way
past
the diversions
so
while this term
may
just be
a
much more polite
and
soft spoken
corrective-language-
police-measured
delegation
of an emotional
state of
being
I don't like it
and even if
I
am crazy
being called
mentally
ill
is
much worse
than
being called
just
plain ol’ crazy
for
this is what fits me
what
goes into my divinities
my
molecularly drives
my
sacrificing everything
for
a love
of
demon laughter
for the chase
of my version
of life-ever-hungry
a
gutter parade
a willed
to wanted charade
repeating
over
and
over everything
I am not supposed
to speak out loud
a
monologist
a
backwards proud
a weather
vane
serenading
the wind
to
be mine
to
be my
robust
observer
in severing time
so crazy
can serve me and
my
broken lips
my
broken teeth
my
chipped cups
my trying hard
not
to drink
every reaction in
bleeding out
losing
myself
to thirst
worn away
in a silent
manufacturing
of everyone saying
he is crazy too
this way I can slip
beneath whispers
beneath wonders why
chaos can be
charming shadows
beneath wonders why
there are many
that can come
by this way
where it is
easy to say
too often
too certain
that colored behavior
is dysfunctional soul
trying to gather
lost focus over
olds roads and
conventional maps
EJR
©
A fascinating discussion is worth сomment.
ReplyDeleteI think that yοu should publiѕh moгe on thiѕ issue, іt mіght nοt bе a tabοo subject but tуpіcally
peоρle do not sρeaκ about
these ѕubjects. To the neхt! All thе bеst!
!
my website: http://www.vapornine.com/