fantasies, my mind flashes
a thousand sequences of lost
memories that were wound up
tight in the hollow of a mental
tree and a family of squirrels
is now left without a home...
rational people with rational
thoughts stand on rational
corners and beg forgiveness
from the irrational whose lives
they stole when they were not
looking... giving them to all
the northern carpetbaggers who
who hung out their shingles...
we dance down main street with
all the nude tourists hoping to
find salvation at the courthouse,
but instead are wrapped in blankets
and taken to the nearest loony bin;
we strapped love onto the brims
of our baseball caps and turned
them around backwards so we
could see better and when goofy
came out to play we ignored him
and pretended to be orphaned and
returned to our own mental illness.
28 August 2022
No comments:
Post a Comment