I want to write the stupid,
the ridiculous, the banal
and the wildly insane,
in words that don’t make
sense and make me laugh
and make me cry and make
me want to stop cold
the wisdom that pours from
this tragic bleating heart.
For I have seen the world anew,
and I have seen the pain and cries
not measured by words but by gain,
and I have seen the shifting signs
of good and bad, where one becomes
the other and cruelty has the day.
So leave me now with my stupid
words to write,
leave me now with this cliched
broken heart.
24/6/2017