turn off the babysitter
for now it's just
you and me
sitting here
standing looking back
into the black mirror
of insanity..laughing
and singing into the
breezeway minded
and sideways
and unsaddled
I opened up my mind
and swallowed an
oceananic tidal wave
and I could've sworn
I heard the newborn
scorn..and so the
delicate membrane
of placenta ironic
how the juices flow
riding slowly through
the snow..lately I
can see..the mentality
of those around me
question and look
bewildering at me
and so I just let
it slide..and purge
my feelings..never
was one good at
hide and seek
so..the chinese say..
that good luck
follows the happy heart..
and so here I stay..