Again

[Ann Bingham]

Every so often
Every week and a half
Insanity decides to be a friend.

Possession
of weakest moment
insecurity, sobriety, and chastity.

Every so often
the moon turns black
drowning in the waves of guilt and doubt.

Possession
of blackest red thing beating
weeping uncontrollably on the floor, inside walls, alone.

Every so often
a meteor hits, burns, burns out, scars
dead tissues beyond recognition, sanity, comfort.

Possession
every so often
of light, ever so faint, indistinguishable.

[mousey1]

Insanity can it ever be a friend?

Well I welcome it
at least the fun loving kind
This kind
of which you speak
is not a friend
Shall we ban it
Show it the door
And turn the key
While we relax
Sip some tea
and talk of life
and music
and sweeter things?

Call me insane
I'll throw you a smile
But you better be laughing
When you catch it!


I like this very much Ann. Some great lines!
What's that song?...
"Mama told me there'd be days like this
days like this my Mama said"
Well, here's to the better days ahead.

[Ann Bingham]

Thank you for the response. Thought this place had died there for a little. But alas I fear we all must work.

Insanity at the right time is a friend indeed.
A time to throw your butt in the air and be someone else.

The unloveing insanity I banned a long time ago.
Have yet to throw my butt in the air the way I'd like, but what can one say when you live where it is dry and the nearest disco club is seventy some odd miles away. (I fear there is a run on there somewhere.)

A sip of camamille tea, if you please, a very soothing sip. And for music, forgive for this, Madonna-after she had kids. Her other music was for marketing. Currently she sings for herself; at least I think so.

This work was at a time when insanity, and insecurity, was my best friends. Glad I left them standing in the door, weeping, when I found new hope.

Thanks for the response.

Love lots
Deb.

[Diana Moon Glampers]

Insanity can be a friend for a man

That mouse has big ears Ann.

I maybe hear wrong cause can our insanities be different I wonder. The cycle of our insanities is maybe different for you all. I got no lunar time table, Oh I am sure I do deep down in my brain all that circadian rythms, but what i remember from comparite embryology the ebb and flow of chemicals in the female human is enough to make me sea sick. One comes storming in and then another. The graphs looked like the best roller coaster I ever saw. I think it takes a fearless heart, and the faith of a heretic to hear the still quiet voice. I just finished reading a Issac Bseshevis Singer's short story. Scary story, reminded me of the old wives tales my grandmother;'s polish catholic neighbor woman used to tell. This personal god of the Hebrew Language, I think it is miraculous but you talk about insanity my mind is all ways having anxiety attacks about reality. about every .00001 nanoseconds my brain flip flops between everything is miraculous, and there are not miracles in this buzzard dump.

geez I don't know where all that came back, I am certainly not bearing false witness to you because that is all I am just a witness to a scrolling text box.

About the most insane I have ever been was not true insanity they say, cause it was induced by some moldy rye bread and pickled agg sandwhiches.

ueah mouse ya right cliche, somebody shoot me for my cliches,

in this roller coaster
og life
up and down
it is me against me
I ride my ego trips
remember one day at a time
every breath is miraculous
and then a passing thought about having a cigarette. I Got this Cat scans of my lungs, I would like to make a poster out of it.

Crazy newspaper, trial she cut both arms off her ten month old baby... yeah the jurty was hung over whether she was crazy or not

It was a good poem ann. What ever else it was It was that.

I am so late for work.

shoot the cliche I meant is I hope you have a better day to tomorrow.

that old one day at a time, I been trying to get it down to one breathe at a time.

infriendship jt

I forgot what I just wrote
Is that any excuse?

I am worried about the every seven days or so. I read to much into poetry I guess. I have some bad dreams but never recuring, I suppose I could deal with once a week

all I can say
is if you are writtig
I know you are okay
in friend ship jackie tilles

[gypsyjoker]

This is about as insane as I get these days ann

Sock
puppets.


Yeah just consider me your insane friend who would trip on a thousand banana peels, get hit with a thousand custard pies, fall into a million open man holes to hear you laugh. to cheer you up
_________________
People can often feel my power.

[stilltrucking]

This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary

The moon sees nothing of this. She is bald and wild.
And the message of the yew tree is blackness - blackness and silence

[Ann Bingham]

insanity, at times, can be only a heart beat away. I think from now on I will date my posts.

Gypsy--- thanks.

Diana--a man does not know the joy of real insanity. A mouse with big ears, wonder if that's the same as a man with big feet. Give him some hormones and call me in the morning. My mind was having anxiety attacks about reality--that's a classic; should be in verse.
Insanity induced or other is still insanity as I see it. I ride ego trips occasionally Guess I'm lucky as far as work goes, never late for work, always late for sleep. And yes writing can be a lifesaver, but so can so many other things as well.

Hey Truck what's the quote from? Might like to get my hands on that.

love lots
Deb.