loud and untrained with a knack to entertain
my stabled insanity I find rather simple to
sustain
it's worth a great deal and of quaint, vital
appeal
to find my own ground
to get my own so called feel
so to prove just how the unsound can almost
appear sound
my energy when unleashed is quite a nemesis
to be pit against
I find myself adhered to the back wall of near
cowardice crowd when events of condescension
commence
I don't receive any great pleasure from witnessing
cadence excised at my expense
this in turn is hard to explain when there is no
real tangible evidence
over crowded thoughts can run one's mind like a
river dry
in all fairness to one's self you should see writing as a secondary emotional outlet not a source upon
which to merely just get by
my memory with its good diction has been my best friend yet at crucial times it can be the worst spy
I rudely romance the idea of targeting life with my quick and cagey wit
with such an endless fail safe plan
I find I can not call myself off or quit
in this game of schemes I find myself for the job to be the nearest to most fit
and that is about as simple as I can get..........
(written March 7,1991)