1.
Oh yes, friend! I'm crazy-
that's just the way I am.
2.
I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,
......
The sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
And the river its banks.
The sea laps the great rocks
Because I love you
And takes no heed of the moon dragging it away
And saying coldly 'Constancy is not for you'.
The blackbird fills the air
Because I love you
......
Now the Four-way Lodge is opened, now the Hunting Winds are loose --
Now the Smokes of Spring go up to clear the brain;
Now the Young Men's hearts are troubled for the whisper of the Trues,
Now the Red Gods make their medicine again!
Who hath seen the beaver busied? Who hath watched the black-tail mating?
Who hath lain alone to hear the wild-goose cry'
Who hath worked the chosen water where the ouananiche is waiting,
Or the sea-trout's jumping-crazy for the fly?
He must go -- go -- go away from here!
......
Oh God! I am so sorry
For the shape the world is in,
Even though you gave your only son
To save our souls from sin.
It seems the world has gone crazy
Sins of the flesh their only goal
In exchange for one night of drugs and sex
They sell their precious souls,
Babies are aborted, without a second thought
Old people are abandoned and left alone to die,
......
When we were nine or ten and used to play
at dying - hands clasped to the chest,
Goodbye, beautiful world, I love you ! -
we didn't believe it could ever really be done.
Say goodbye to everything? A gunshot wound
In 'Alias Smith and Jones' could set us thinking -
please please don't die - or a feathered mess
that had been a pigeon squashed on the road
......
Shutting the door with a sigh
Running from insanity
A close call, as claws clatter and click
Fanged jaws snap, and fling snotty saliva
Unhinged hounds of lunacy
A ravenous pack, carried on my shoulder
Feverishly followed by fatuous feelings
Never far from crazy
......
His methods were almost simplistic...
He seemed anachronistic...
His attitude totally chauvinistic...
His words often linguistic...
He lost his large enthusiasm...
No longer using sharp sarcasm...
His thoughts going into a strange spasm...
His bruised ego triggered a chasm...
......
In the morning
she jerked him off
and had him
cum in the cups of her
bra and then
he watched as she put it
on and went about the
rest of her day like
that
......
daisies in my hair
red and pink yellow and blue
the fields of frolic
vases hats gardens
trailing sun from window box
swaying to summer
anytime daisy
dawn sunset red midnight black
......
A young lad blossoms from a petal,
Many challenges to come and yet to settle.
Here begins life's crazy circus,
To be happy but yet sometimes serious.
A circus to be a star in your own ring,
To keep trying and never stop thinking.
To lean not too far in one direction,
Find a balance even beneath the most odd collection.
......