THERE IS NO TITLE #11 (CRAZY HAPPY)

Honey you have no idea what you are getting into

My mind is heavier than the oceans that tide

 

There are hundreds of billions of galaxies inside me

My soul stretches across a few lightyears

And no one can contain it

 

There is no sun like the one that rises and burns inside me and the moon in my soul outsizes the one you take pictures of every eclipse

 

I cannot even contain myself

 

There is whole other worlds inside me

 

And sometimes I must vomit some asteroids and constellations to make some room for air.

 

The stars in my lungs scream that I am different

 

Or maybe im just crazy

 

But it seems

 

The craziest people

 

Know what their doing

 

And those deemed lunatics were just too smart for their own good

And they had an acute understanding and sense of awareness of everything in the universe awareness.

 

 

So maybe im just crazy

 

But I will die crazy happy. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good to be young and hopeful.
"I cannot even contain myself
There is whole other worlds inside me"
I like the drive and the energy of this poetry. I had to read again. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Wow! This was just amazing, I can't even describe how great this is and how much I enjoyed it. You are extremely talented. Thank you for sharing!

[flickering candle]

thank you so much! :)

[Perkele.7885]

Talk about making a fella feel small! good, gosh, golly, gee! I am just about a foot-note on some one's toilet role in Vector G, Uranus Got 2, Better P.

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thank you :)