The world is drawn in rough squiggles of lines that giggle through the grape vines that intertwine my mind
a blurred map of lingering torment overrun with anxious flotsam
squiggle squiggle
so anxious the world is topsy turvy barley a picture to be drawn thats worthy
My hands wont be still
I’m all frowsy and nervy
A deer in the headlights
My feet pitter patter like the rain
They all tek it for granted that i’m jus’ prancin’ and dancin’
But heart to heart
Its all restless edge
flowin’ down to me loosey goosey feet
Am not a tap dancer, i am neurosis on legs
Maybe bordering on psychosis
Its hard to tell out here on the ledge
I dont want a ladder
Or a rope
I’ll jump off, maybe, tomorrow
But my hearts got the jitterbug
And my ‘eads got me swingin’ be the ears
Stretching ’em out too far now all i can do is bloody listen
There is music in my ribs
Wind chimes and xylophones
I can hear the river in my veins gushin’
My bladder fillin’
A rush o’ blood to the ‘ead
funny how it makes ya feel dead
Inside this caccoon of dread
Makes you notice your eyes in your sockets
Painting pictures
If only i could paint real nice
Instead of this horrorshow in my minds eye!