Barking

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

Horror

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.

Instead

you’re just out to lunch.