Mad Poem

entirely potty completely off my trolley barking at the moon and not a day too soon hanging and howling dangling and growling this here’s mental off the wall central out in the thunderstorm when I could’ve been warm but being comfortably numb is something I can’t become the official diagnosis from those in office is I am bi-polar sometimes near, sometimes far was called manic depressive though I thought that excessive whatever, it is what it is and I’m too expressive I’ll keep taking the medication give myself to meditation pour myself another large think and waste some paper, waste some ink. 4.6.2022 1:45am