DEAR INSANITY DIARY

  

Ask me if I’m mad, go on ask me.

Sometimes I’ll answer in the affirmative

But will mean different things by my answer.

Sometimes I’ll just mean mad

In the Navan sense of the word but

I guess you’ve got to be there at the time.

If I sat in the cave for long enough I’d be barking.

Barking with ecstasy at the full moon I couldn’t see.

Obscured by limestone and moss above my head

And the smoke from the small fire I’ve built.

Then I’ll fall asleep on my space mattress

It’s safe enough with cruise control.

It takes me into deep space and back

Which is a terrible waste of time.

But still I’d be happy,

After a long day of Barking

Knowing my work is done

Until tomorrow.

  

Ask me if I’m mad, go on ask me.

Sometimes I’ll answer in the negative

That’s when you’ll know I’m really mad.

That’s when I’ll be mad

In the clinical sense of the word

And you’ll think that maybe I should be locked up.

If you lock me up for long enough I’ll be laughing.

Laughing at the stupidity of thinking you could win,

Thinking you could really get inside my head

And chase all the small demons away.

Then you’ll fall asleep in a padded cell;

The one you built to keep me in

Because you’re afraid to go outside

And of all the people you thought you’d cured.

But I’d still be laughing;

After my time in your madhouse,

Knowing this day is mine

Until tomorrow.