18+ There are some poems, good or bad, that I feel I must write out of my weird head. |
-Own Your Own Crazy- by Keaton Foster Batshit Nuts This Frigging sucks Own Your own crazy Don’t Be lazy Always Betray reality Make it up Let nothing Be real Let everything Seem surreal Idealistic horse piss Raining down Upon masochistic Mustache riders Own Your own crazy When Everyone sees An ink stain See a parade A circus Marching down A one way street With clown cars Doing circles Around Dancing bears Juggling men With pointy hats And matching Bowling shirts Singing the battle hymn Of some old republic Own Your own crazy Make it clear Out loud Hear me world Abruptly state That I’m bonkers Whacko Insanely insane Three sheets To every left Eleven cans short Of a twelve pack Let them all know Via your words Actions And insanely abundant And slightly redundant Over reactions To the world Around you As you see it As you believe it Own Your own crazy Never betray What makes you You Why would you How could you One man’s crazy Is another’s Version of sanity So if you wish Get nipple rings Hang from them Get a tattoo Upon your neck Some chick’s name That you clearly Are no longer In a relationship with Bite off one Of your fingers And scream bitches I’ve got nine left Own Your own crazy Do what you wish And feel nothing For those who say Jesus H Christ That fucker is nuts! Own Your Own Crazy Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |