so there i was
riddled with sunday gloom
stumblin in out and through
an animal can
all dangerous and naked
and pushin out the tender sun
i laughed my crazy nightmare laugh
out at the cruel world
and goddamn if i didnt feel insane
and full of all the broken distracted headthoughts that insanity brings
standin there
all swollen and golden..
in madness!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem