Sunday, 30 September 2012


I didn’t realise how many words
There were for crazy
Until you went there.

Loco, nuts, bonkers, mad
They all sound like a joke 
but what you did was

not comedy.

I thought of asking your sister
to take you the new
Bright Eyes CD
But god knows if you still like them
or who you are right now.

Is your real self; your real mind
hiding somewhere?

Can we unearth you?

It feels like you’re dead.

you’re just out to lunch.

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