I Wander Through What I Wonder

Welcome to my nervous breakdown

It has come during a creative burst

Flowering as I am with new ideas

Like that one over there

And visions that I can’t explain

Overwhelmed by a rollicking and rip-roaring

Imagination

I’m driving now

On the highway of dreams

Where love stops for a kiss

And mighty raging tides of desire

Combat irrational behavior

In a rich stew of pendulous orgasms

But I’m not quite right, you see

The old brain teetering on the verge of

Oh I don’t know what

But not in balance

I get these worried looks from imaginary people

Or real ones

I can’t quite tell them apart anymore

Perhaps rock lyrics and duck hunting aren’t so different

For the truly mad

I wish, I wish I wish I were a wisher of songs

I’d dive right into pools of 

I can’t complete that sentence

I was interrupted by a moment of clarity

I hate it when that happens

So different am I from your overweight beer swelling hunter

Resplendent in American flag and anthems and pledges

Me I’m just the lucky guy

Love to hear you say that love is love

But that’s plagiarism

So I wander through what I wonder

And it all makes sense

At last