so you know my crazy now
is it too much? i wonder, it is
for most, but to me: it's a blast
as i look back at my life and all that have tracked thru
i wonder what door they
used to exit and if i went
thru would it lead me to
them but most i don't ever care to see again, it was
enough to have known of
them, enough to have had
a moment of existence with
when we swung into the sky and thought how
glorious adulthood was
going to be: i hear p***
plays a fish in a well known
theater: had i gone towards my youthful dream: i ponder truth: what is it i really want in life
