Another odd poem!
So, quick background on this so people don’t think I’m going too nuts. I was in Towson University’s library, doing some Alan Watts reading. Out of the blue, the weirdest idea flew into my head. I don’t know what it was, but it was one of those “where the heck did THAT come from?!”, and then I thought a poem on weird ideas might be different. It just kind of happened in 4 minutes of writing.
Weird Ideas
by Tim Habersack
Weird ideas are entering my mind,
Weird ideas are beginning to find
a foothold in my fragmented thoughts,
and starting to erode my old mental locks.
Weird ideas are bouncing around,
Weird ideas have loosened the bounds
of the madman residing within,
he’s testing his freedom and starting to grin.
Weird ideas are changing my views,
Weird ideas now alter what’s true.
I’m doing things now that make no sense,
Running towards madness, I’ve crossed the fence.
Weird ideas are all that remain,
Weird ideas have made me insane.