Sanity SwingsA Poem by Pete“In sane moments we regard only the facts, the case that is.” - ThoreauAll appears fine. For a short, fleeting time. Hard to tell who's who. In such a motley crew. Take a seat in the chair. Pray that all's fair. Wait for the dance. Twirl and prance. Piano keys clank. Drawing a blank. Band starts to play. You sashay, strut and sway. Hoping they don't take the punchbowl away. Conductor leads. Heart bleeds. Humanity pleads. Hot damn. I'm your man. Thinking I can. Check your coat at the door. Hope for more. Same stuff different day. For you and me. Twisted proclivity. So long lucidity. Depositing pieces of our souls at a crowded bank drive-through. Biting off more than we can chew. Running by the shore. Hoping for more. Counting grains of sand on life's island. Meanwhile ... ... no one's running the asylum ... © 2018 PeteAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 25, 2018 Last Updated on October 28, 2018 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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