October 23rd, 2011

flower

crazy world, full of crazy mixed-up people

i didn't arrive at that cuzza the crazy world of violence and mental illness i heard about from multiple witnesses today. i arrived at it from thinking, off-handedly, as i opened the window to write, mulling how back-and-forth it is, the psychic weather: "crazy life." but that's not the lyric from the song in victor, victoria. that's "crazy world."

crazy life. crazy world.