I have this urge
not a wish
almost a need
to get dressed up
and do something
go somewhere…
a meeting?
(I dislike meetings)
an appointment?
I don’t know…
It’s my own version
of shack wacky
I guess…
the fog is clearing
And I’ve started
chewing my nails?
I can’t get to sleep
and I really feel
like I should be…
there are statistics
around people
who have been through
what I have
in the past week
losing the ability
to sleep at night
cos they are afraid
of dying
I don’t want
to die
but I’m not afraid
it is
what
it is
does that make me
more than
shack wacky?
I hope not
cos
I got me some plans
