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Going crazy again
like good old Ezra
thoughts mashing like potatoes
in my skull
buttery and warm
thinking awful things one
Minute
and elated the next
Second
as the digital clock
ticks away time
and keeps everything
nice and clean
in fifteen minute increments

Going crazy again
like a character from Alice
We are all mad here
you know
we all float down here
in the dregs
bottom feeders leech our lives
and pills fuel our days
And I wonder
about wandering
about breaking chains
and fleeing cells
about setting free
this heart that beats
so hard against
my breast bone

Going crazy again
like so many that
have come before
and will come after
Screaming our souls
into the night sky
to try and free the
Beast
that rages in our minds
and hearts

Give me wine
give me music
give me love
on a cheap china plate
anything but this rush of blood
and colliding of thoughts
colliding of galaxies