I'm crazy
not raving crazy
not violent crazy
not silent crazy
not wide-eyed crazy
not washing-my-hands crazy
not constantly-itching crazy
not naked-and-running crazy
not obsessed-with-another-person crazy
not obsessed-with-hate-or-love crazy
not chew-my-nails or pick-my-nose crazy
not praying-to-gODD or church crazy
not telling-others-how-to-live crazy
not drama-involved-and-excessive-emotion crazy
however
I'm crazy with crazy
I'm opened-eyes-seeing-the-world crazy
I'm aware crazy
and
I'm not-aware crazy
I see-too-much-and-not-enough crazy
I read about crazies and people who think they aren't
Many people think I'm crazy
They're always wrong twice a day
If I were to tell you I was crazy
I would not be
If I were to tell you I wasn't crazy
I'd be lying
Now you understand the problem
and I'm completely wrong
in that assumption
and that just drives me crazy
I insert a (((sigh))) here
because it's a kind of intake
and exhale of air
that brings clarity to everything that's confusing
honestly, I'm really fond of skin
especially my own
entirely my own
which is probably why
I'm-crazy-alone
Barry G. Wick
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