A fire burned the tree lines down
As clouds begin to rain
A priest a virgin and some clowns
Wait patiently to board a train
Heading for California
To settle up a score
To salvage an aorta
That was rotten to the core
Sick, twisted and addicted
With an urge to be erased
It’s a wild, wild world out there, my friends
A crazy messed up place
Longing for the noise to end
And a smile to find my face
Somewhere around the river bend
Disappeared without a trace
Just like that, flip of a switch
Nothing will ever be the same
Found them dancing in a ditch
Rocking horses needing tamed
I took off rose colored glasses, then
Took a tums and then a nap
Woke up from this crazy dream
A bunny caught in a bear trap
A right hand man with no right hand
Wearing a sling around my neck
Playing spoons in a marching band
A familiar tune that I forget
Maybe tomorrow will make some sense
Maybe tomorrow will save the day
Maybe today is yesterday past tense
And before long, I’ll be awake
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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