Time is spinning.
My world in complete chaos.
Is it madness? I suppose so..
Or maybe it's always been this way?
Do you think I'm crazy?
It'd be a shame if you did, because
monkey say what monkey do...right?
No no..that doesn't apply to this mishap.
...does it?
Wait! Clear my head. Erase the thoughts...
Poetic visions scurry across the blank paper
in my head. Running along the edges and lacing
fingers between the lines of the paper.
Poetry is the language of the heart, and it wants
to say hello..?
No no..that doesn't work. Maybe I am crazy?
Insane? Demented? Loose in the head?
What works for you? Could be as mad as a hatter..
What do you think?
Quiet quiet! Idiotic voices in my head...shut your mouths!
Wait! Clear my head. Erase the thoughts...
Do you see the world as I do?
Do you see all its curves and twists?
Can poets see that way? ...maybe it's just artists?
But...I can paint worlds with words.
Just as an artist can tell a story from a picture?
Wait! Clear my head. Erase the thoughts...
Am I mad? Maybe a tad insane?
Time is spinning again.
My world turned to ashes.
Is it insanity? ...Doubt it.
Quiet! Quiet! The voices in my head!
