ONE MINUTE YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE IN PAIN AND THE NEXT YOU'RE LAUGHING

Its been a while since I've posted anything, but its not because I haven't had anything to say. It's a combination of the insomnia and the whirling dervish think tank inside my head. Seems as tho my head never stops spinning. No apparent off switch. If it looks as tho I have a head ache its Dorothy's ruby shoes scraping my cerebral cortex. If I'm laughing for no apparent reason it is Toto's tail tickling my temporal lobe. Not sure why it is. What it is. Or how it is. But this is...

IT

As it swirls in your head
Its making you dizzy
You count grains of sand
Just to keep your mind busy

You forget to remember
When you remember to forget
42 quixotic years
And its not over yet

The thoughts that you think
Your mind it can't handle
They rush out your ear
And blow out the candle

You cant seem to focus
Your lite has walked out
In this cold dark cavity
You drown in your doubt

A familiar unknown voice
Says its not all that bad
But every sentence you use
Contains the word had

In a nutshell thats "IT"
Don't remember all of "IT", and had to adjust some numbers,
but thats where "IT" is at.
reminds me of Van Morrison, A Night In San Francisco
"Thats where its at pretty baby, thats where its at."