Life Crazy

how my mind work all directed with touch the lamp over my bed my last feel bring a woman to mind to be in the dark until morrow the pup spooned and the cat scratching the want i wake up for a cup of coffee my only time alone after a pee and a walk in the streets breakfast brings me to a departed soul as eaten from her bowl and no picture to bring the ghosts and a good host i let them invade my head alive or dead they are part of my life as I feel the moment of past and present who will be chosen for me to decide by my hand to reminisce and eyes floating I smile the sorrow and run my bike for after all I am alive.