Rogue Status! AWOL

Some people never go crazy

Me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind the couch

for 3 or 4 days.

They’ll find me there.

it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and

they pour wine down my throat

rub my chest

sprinkle me with oils.

Then, I’ll rise with a roar,

rant, rage -

curse them and the universe

as I send them scattering over the lawn.

I’ll feel much better,

sit down to toast and eggs,

hum a little tune,

suddenly become as lovable as a

pink overfed whale.

some people never go crazy.

what truly horrible lives

they must lead.

 

 

-Charles Bukowski