She’s Not Dull

I went a bit psycho active

For a minute , maybe two

Over you...

Blame it on the grey that day,

Not on the rain;

although it may have been

A second factor

I said,

" If this is my reaction ,

Then it better be all i am reacting to."

Then , your voice came at me

through glass windows of thought

Shattering all my friendly notions

Shards held splinters of the dumb shit

I picked pricks out of my hands

With every lament

Til they were dirt

I pulled it all together

Smoked a laugh in ribaldry

Said my fucks and quotes

I let the madness ramble on

I ran hooting and hollering

"Rampage!"

Chasing booze on a Tuesday night

I ate some damn food

I even had ice cream dessert

Im better now. :)

It wasn't really about you, anyhow.