manic_panic
Bluelighter
a place to think
the wrinkled papers
seem to be
unfolding themselves
high and low hums,
hollers, lugs
and grunts
ricochet across
the walls of the
2nd floor room
bugs
are dead stuck
in the regular
rectangular windows
kind sunlight shining
through their lifeless
abdomens—a robust
horizontally wide
bittersweet woman
with a southern presence
expresses her views on
politics
until I feel sick
conflicted
I need a place to think
I need
a place
to think
(stop freaking)
I think,
too much solitude
will drive a man
cartoon-crazy…
but if I soon
find a place to
think
for an hour or so
I can clear
my mind and feel
collected
thus achieving
serenity
again
~
the wrinkled papers
seem to be
unfolding themselves
high and low hums,
hollers, lugs
and grunts
ricochet across
the walls of the
2nd floor room
bugs
are dead stuck
in the regular
rectangular windows
kind sunlight shining
through their lifeless
abdomens—a robust
horizontally wide
bittersweet woman
with a southern presence
expresses her views on
politics
until I feel sick
conflicted
I need a place to think
I need
a place
to think
(stop freaking)
I think,
too much solitude
will drive a man
cartoon-crazy…
but if I soon
find a place to
think
for an hour or so
I can clear
my mind and feel
collected
thus achieving
serenity
again
~
