Tag Archives: Crazy
It’s called crazy, see?Over
There was that night
An only slightly dimmed light
There was that song I sang to you –I believe you sang back– about being crazy ‘ bout you
An ode I’m inclined to replay over and over and over in my mind, in hopes that I’d grow tired
There was that us celebrating love
An honest Thanksgiving
No Gown
Are we okay with being alone
With no other soul to hold the ladder
To stand by us, tasting, in the test-kitchen that is life
Allowing, for once, after all the illusion
Reality
When we release our grasp and find no one but ourselves
Need we ask why
What mythical stealth robbed us here
Who climbed into this tower, cat-like, to gleefully take
What will we make of it
This secondhand plan that has nothing to do with the tales we were told
A finer legacy, perhaps
My Alter: A Haiku
I’m speaking to You
I was looking forward to
Crazy, crazy nights
Night Crazies
I’ve seen the future
It’s waking up alone
10:42pm
A smart screen left-untouched
Too long
Stream now gone dark
You forsook that post-dusk walk
Too alone
But for that cat
Third one, now
Avoiding you politely
Crazy like the others
Crazymaker
Never allowed to know you
To say, “welcome,” or, “nice to meet you”
Always an outcast, a fraud, an impostor
It was you who stole my hat
It was you who called me yellow
Coy
One Spring sing-song day
I took a risk
I lit a match
I set them words on fire, yeah!
Crazy wasn’t my friend then
But I’m swimmin’ in it now, boy!
It was absolutely Spring
I’d remembered what she said
Every Feather: A Haiku
What nobility
In relinquishing my crown
As though I’ve gone mad?
MY Day, Damn It
Steady Go
We’re supposed to be calm through all this
Act unaffected
Not try to reverse-spin the Earth on its axis
In an attempt to double-see the bizarre we saw
To test it against the age-old version of gravity
And ask the person standing next to us
Did we see what we just saw?
Memorialize. What. We. Just. Saw.
For posterity
Meanwhile, let the shadows call us crazy
Don’t ask them about truth
