Fleeting Feelings and Friends

Once I tried to be sane

I tried to fix my head--

I really tried really hard for a minute, but got bored

and watched the television instead.

On the screen were normal people with twisted faces,

All just as crazy as me, so I

Stared at them to see if they could see me, but they seemed not to see.

I stared so long that any thought of sanity was gone,

So maybe such a thing as sanity was never meant to last too long.


Later I flew to the moon to talk to my imaginary friends

I like them because they talk like what’s real is really pretend.

I landed and said, “I missed you all so much,” And they said, “We all missed you, too.

If you promise not to leave us again, we’ll never leave you.”

I said, “Okay, but only if you pinky promise,” so they promised me,

But then they threw moon dust in my eyes so I couldn’t see.

Once I could see again, I saw that all of my fake friends have gone,

So maybe happiness, like sanity, was never meant to last too long.