Insanity

Whirlwinds and kaleidoscopes,
images ever changing,
just when I think I like the picture
it all goes rearranging;
the clouds above are swirling
at time-lapse speeds;
dandelions shake off their promises
but I can never capture their elusive seeds.

A blip on the radar
like a drop of water in a pond
stirs up the fates beneath the surface
and all my feeble plans are gone;
the ground is moving beneath my feet
like life is built on a bowl of Jell-O;
birds are circling overhead
but are they vultures, or just crows?

Things look a little fuzzy
painted in delusion;
I keep closing my left eye,
trying to clear up the confusion,
sometimes I’m surprised
I can even remember my name
it’s hard to juggle when the pieces
keep changing the rules of the game.

Laughter rings inside my head
I think it might be mine,
it’s such an unfamiliar sound
perhaps it’s some kind of sign;
thank God you keep driving me crazy
while life muddles my brain,
and at least my insanity
is keeping me sane.
  



april 2010
Janet Reid