Thoughts in my head, like five monkeys with one banana* –
the damn family tree. The mind is the first to go
when one goes insane. Hah! …redundancy
was my thing until I “got me some pills to pop.”
Neurons, neurons, go away! Come again some other day.
Their over-excitability’s a real drag at times, but no longer
or at least not mostly, like before when
I used to put pen to paper five times a week at least
(again, at least)…and now it is the very least
activity in my life because the neurons and their neurons
don’t come out to play. Maybe it’s the 105 degree heat
or summer camps and swimming pools. (I don’t remember
the excuses this past winter and spring.) Matters not!
I can breathe! I can breathe! I can breathe!
And I no longer need the sweet scent of tree pulp
to open airways constricted by yesterday’s dust.
But then again, I am a bit of a tree hugger…and underneath
the bark lies rings and rings arranged in a downward spiral
like the rabbit hole I know too well.
*a borrowed metaphor…thanks, B.
Can’t believe I am visiting d’Verse tonight. I’m so excited!