Asylum

A hundred thousand million stars Are twinkling over head And twice as many questions are Burning in my head Who was that man, why was he there The reasons still elude Can monkeys talk and squirrels fly Do bears poop in the woods My addled brain like bingo balls Lets fly these jumbled thoughts Is there pattern in the sequence And can the math be taught Do policemen’s heads go to the top Of the silly hats they wear Do stools built with a backrest Become a dining chair If atoms are not joined at all What’s in the space between And why are roses never blue And why are plant leaves green Why won’t they let me out of here I think they’re being mean What is asylum anyway And what does all this mean?