In a World Gone Mad Part II
Freshly awake from feeling trapped in a dream
I drink Sleepytime tea in the dark and
Read an article perfectly summarizing the modern world of
Cluster B personality disorders - the underlying psychopathology
Now overtly on display in a world gone mad
It hits the proverbial nail on the head
But maybe that's the problem
I don't want to be a nail, nor even a needle
I want to be just fingers tying
Knots on a loom
Like in the old days around the fire
As stories and tall tales of Gods and Giants swirl
And so like everyone else
Stick my hammered, needled, knotted head
Deep in the proverbial sand
(10/25/23
Copyright © James Moore | Year Posted 2023
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