My, My, A Mind Awry

This is kind of like a chaotic collage
of fragmented memories
Something you would expect to see
half asleep when you still remember your dreams

Frozen peaches and dirty cheese doodles. I don't want shrimp, I don't, I don't, I don't want it! I don't want shrimp!! Fluffy rabbit tales as sharp as cactus spines and porcupines. Tattoos of doorknobs and corn cobs roasting and boasting they're hosting a popping session during the recession despite desperate lies blue skies seen by the blind at the front of the line, home in time. Finger nails and toothpick halves clutter the floor for a little more, off to the store for some beef jerky and mason jars, sponges, and toy cars. More scars without guitars dandelion wine, goose poop, Alien Monkeys and Lightning Cookies, Cats From Away back in the day. Bean bag chairs covered in cat hair, desire to play with fire but never having really been burned you'll never really have had a lesson learned. Diesel exhaust fumes and smoke plumes. Masking tape vacuums, acorn squash for Thanksgiving diner when money was thinner. I don't want shrimp, I do not! I do not want it, I don't want shrimp. Oh fig newtons and rootin tootin watching Paul Newmam. Crocheting a blanket watching Bob Saget, Norb and Dagget, and a dog too wag it, do cats wag their tails, copper in pale pails, never ate snails, hammered a lot of stale nails, got a new friend in New South Wales, friendship and trust are the things to earn. Try to wait your turn, Moms in an urn, would like to grow some ferns and moss. Tempers and patience are hard to find once their lost. Hercules, Crocodile Dundee, Star Treck, loser by Beck, Mr. T, and the General Lee. I'm constantly falling, afraid of missing my calling, tappin the Rockies, never to cocky, sin begins within, thin and grim, the devil, I hate him. Lost and confused, the cost too be amused. I wanna tear off the armor and destroy those who would harm her, my mind checks out, that's when they doubt, I shout, willies got the gout, misplaced innocence where innocence was already gone, rewind, burned bongs, seen thongs, never proud, my minds just too loud and crowded, pretend to end to see if friends will contend to mend. The true few follow through! Holy molie ravioli tuna fish and potato chips, cottage cheese and olives, corn chips and sour cream. On my own listening to what I wanna, lithium and teen spirit thanks to Nirvana. Gone again, back and forth, first, second, third, and fourth. Never ending, hardly moving, don't care much for proving, believe me or not, I'll still take a shot, at least I'm true, how about you? Chufulockalah walockumunana, if you understand that, then you've been in my head and under my bed, I was the first to see and the last to know, which way to go. Stand fast, hold on to your add, I'm about too pass, you're stuck, their out of phü?k'd and out of luck, I'm wound up and ready to blow, I'm a lose canon with a real short fuse lit and I'm about to loose it, put on a bow, put on a show, lock and load, ready or not here I go. The dryer the better, the higher I'll get, I'll let her stay for safeties sake, it's not a mistake, and maybe somebody will understand the works of my hand. Pardon the language nothing else would fit not a bit, not a single bit, I'm not mean but I'm not gonna be a wimp! I don't want shrimp, I don't want shrimp, I don't want it, I don't want shrimp! Willies great, poor old man, I'll always give him a hand. Coming undone, burning the sun, hand in hand, strike up the band, the big vessel is here, fueled by tear before bed and thoughts from all our heads. I, that's, don't, enough, want, for, shrimp, now, take a bow, raise a brow and make a smirk, time to go to work. Maybe I'll take the day off!