and another thing

i remembered walking in straight lines

invested and loyal to the course

the rest of one life left to feel alive

determined with fairly good intention

head in dark clouds and stress in my eyes

stay up late at night and listen with me

to watch the ghosts watching them

watching me watching them watch me

then never go to sleep again

because i am afraid of the dark still

and i am thirty-seven years old

and i still live at home

and i am unemployed

and i have so many opinions

and i worry way too much

and i am just getting started

because my life is fucking art

and you are welcome for the trouble it is

because it is kind of a lot on me

it is time for something to give

take my head out of the cloud

to be grounded in the deluge

who are the most likely people

to thank you for receiving them well?

or for recognition and award?

how would you spend a week

if you turned invisible?

if every person came with a warning label

would you tell me, how does yours read?

and do you think they ever change?