i lost myself
in structure
i found myself
in lost-ness
i live in a world
where the sky might be green
or purple
by turns
and i don't want that to stop
i want the normalcy to stop
when i was four years old i was initiated into something
by the spirit in the tree stump
then there were all those messages with the suicidal birds
i can't live in the just-the-facts-ma'am world
i don't need to tell it
that
bad