Crazy

A million stars shine underfoot

The grass ripples in the sky.

We do our washing in the mud

And all pigs must learn to fly.

Clouds crawl along the ground

Trees roots grab the air

Black sun freezes hard

Destruction lives on everywhere.

Our seasons are all backwards

We see no sounds at all.

Our thinking has gone haywire

There are no visions on the wall

We see no light in the darkness

We are confused and glad

We cry at flowers growing

We are both happy and sad…