From normalcy am I estranged;

it seems to me a bit deranged

that folk can live within that place,

so far away from Gaia’s grace.

‘Normalcy’ no place to be

for anyone who would be free.

A boring place that has no change,

just little boxes to rearrange.

You live your life with nothing new.

where someone tells you what to do.

I’m glad that I just do not fit

into that world even a bit.

‘Twould drive me mad that great big hole

designed to swallow up your Soul.

I’ll sit out here in weirdo land

where everything is kinda grand

and I can laugh if I should feel

like I should just let out a peel.

Or I can dance with Pixies free

and live life how it oughta be.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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