Roller-no-Coaster
There’s
nothing to say when emotions fall
It’s down
with you and there’s nobody to call
So it all
becomes still and everything seems a pall
It comes
from nowhere and you stall
That mood
of all’s no good
Can’t
think, for included is an intellectual funk
Mind is
encased in a lead trunk
Decision’s
look at you strange and wonder if you’re deranged
See how
cracked pot you are, talking to that mirror?
A side or
horror show in your own sanitarium in a dither
Turn
around and knock that milk bottle onto the ground
Coordination
runs aground and now you’re your own clown
Reach for
the lifting elixir that saves you from strife
No
judgment or critique if it fixes your life
Waves and
patterns come along stirring and waking
They
won’t stay for long but get you shake rattle and rolling
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