The worst part is the brief period of normalcy.
When it seems perfectly logical to have blood run down the drain.
It ends as soon as it begins.

Is the world just full of people you don't want to know?

Who change at the drop of a hat
a snap of some fingers
a change in the wind
?

If that's what the world is
I don't want to know it.
I don't know if I can.

It's just drizzling out,



The lightening is in my mind.