'You Look Sane When You'Re Sleeping... ' Poem by MoonBee Canady

'You Look Sane When You'Re Sleeping... '



You Look So Sane When You’re Sleeping
Like A Vampire Laid To Rest
You Look So Sane When You’re Sleeping
A Lycan With Silver On His Chest

You Look So Sane When You’re Sleeping
Like Bees Hidden In A Nest
But What Secret Thoughts Are Seeping
Past A Guard Of Recklessness?

When Your Eyes Are Closed
You Could Pass For Normal
It’s Like You’ve Been Overdosed
In A Straight-Jacket Armful

Sometimes Slightly Twisted
Your Ways Get Awfully Steep
Like Radical Voices Visited
But You’re Sane When Asleep

Your Wild-Eyed Ideas
And Crazed-Out Creeds
And Too Much Beer
Pours Out Stupid-Deeds

You Look So Sane When You’re Asleep
I Watch You, I Confess
You Look So Sane When You’re Asleep
But Boy, You’re A Mess!

Yes, You Look Sane When You Sleep
But When Stubbornness Arise
As Doc Frankenstein Would Screech …
“ … It’s Alive! ”

That Little Perverse Streak
Knows What You Will Reap
So Sensitivity Sneaks
Into Your Sleep

Your Dreams Must Be Of Peace
You Even, Often Smile
(A Lunatic At Ease)
All The While …

You Look So Sane When You’re Asleep
Like A Baby In Innocence
So Sane When Asleep
But I’ve Got Evidence …

Your Jokes and Your Tricks
Your ‘Stoked’ and Your Shtick
Sometimes You Just Pick
To Get Your Kicks …

You’re Mischievous
And A Little Grievous
Even Devious
To Those Previous

Who Find To Their Surprise
“Safe” Was Just A Shock-Disguise
Even The Cuckoo Flies
When You ‘ Idiot ’ Dive

You’re An Odd-One Out
You Are Strange, There Is No Doubt
Sometimes Sense’s Down For Count
But Know What’s Really Weird About …

… You Look So Sane When You Sleep
As Tho’ Sleep Stops The Madness
And Your Slumber Is Sweeping
Away Cobwebs of Cad-ness

You Look So Sane When You Sleep
But The Havoc You Can Wreak
When Your Temper Is Tweaked
Man, You Make Me Weep!

But You Look Sane When You Sleep
Like, ‘Being A Fool’ Is Out Of Season
How Do You Manage To Keep
Hunting ‘Hard To Reason’?

And Where Does My Search Begin
In All This Handsome Heap?
That Cheeky Cheshire Grin
Can Make Me Weak …

When You Lie Upon My Breast
I Love You To Death
I Forget Regrets
… More Or Less

You Look So Sane When Asleep
Like An Orange Orchard That Grew
Beneath Layers You Can Be Sweet
… When You Want To …

You Look So Sane When You’re Asleep
Like A Calm Ocean Or The Sea
You Can Be So Deep
When You Must Be …

Laying There, You Look Like A Lake
In All Its Natural Largesse
But What You’ll Do When Awake
… Is Anybody’s Guess
__________________

Boy, You’re Such A Freak
You Done Took A Giant Leap
Over To Dumb-Dumb Street
Go Back To Sleep

You Don’t Have To Be A Creep
You Act Like I’m Talking Greek
Alright, Not Another Peep …
(Gon’ Cut Tires On Your Jeep!)

… When You Sleep

. zzzzzz zzzzzzz zzzz

Written & ©: 7/16/10

By: The MoonBee

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