Thinking Is Sideways
Knowing Is Up
Silence is Down
Rivers are Brown
Tulips are You
Money is Perfect
Mothers are Green
Children are Leaving
TV’s are Obscene
Growing is Livingroom
Leaving is Chance
The Baskets are Square
Unless you live in France
Many are Few
Sudden is Strange
Home is where Heat lives
Heart is out on the Range
Dinner is Dancing
Cocktails are Dressed
My life is my Sofa
My Cat is Depressed
Thinking is sideways
Knowing is Best
My socks are all folded
Inside my father’s chest
Weather’s impending
We think it will snow
Grampa’s buried on the farm
where lilies & apricots
Suddenly grow.
Have your eyes really seen?”