Fried Red Synapses

Written by: Debbie Guzzi

I have poems everywhere
they’re coming out my ears
I have poems everywhere
they’re driving me to tears

The verse perverse has synthesized
I’m frothing at my mouth
The verse perverse has synthesized 
they’re flying round my house.

I have poems everywhere
They’re frying my synapses
I have poems everywhere
No wonder I cannot nap!