Friday, January 11, 2013

Why Do You Ask?

I'm not mad.

Narcissism blues -
3rd verse.
Schizophrenic, too,
and worse.
Mirror fucking,
lead paint sucking,
huffing from a hybrid,
where's the goddamn gas?

Why do you ask?

I'm not mad.

For Fireblossom Friday at Real Toads

20 comments:

Fireblossom said...

I think you worked the challenge to perfection. One thinks it is about anger, but it's about foil hats and visiting hours. And, of course, it has your trademark brevity and punch.

Mary said...

This packs your usual punch, MZ.

hedgewitch said...

A nasty little dust devil of wind-borne virus images in this, working up the nose, to tie first and last lines in a brain-starving tourniquet with one phrase, two different squints.

Sylvia K said...

Ah, you made my day, MZ!! Terrific!

Unfettered BS said...

well done. Clever prompt

J Cosmo Newbery said...

A fiesty unit! Powerfully written.

Helen said...

You turned me inside out and back again with this one!!!

Brian Miller said...

ha from mad to madness....nice quick turn in this one mz....

Margaret said...

The usual Mama Zen twist. This is a perfect venue for you!

jasmine calyx said...

Ha ha ha! That's awesome.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Being mad can make one madder, not so?

Fred Rutherford said...

very cool.

Susie Clevenger said...

Mama Zen never holds back! Love it...I believe we are all mad as hatters at times...the whole world is a psych ward.

Ella said...

Mama Zen you did it, brilliantly ;D
Love yours~

happygirl said...

This is a clever format. You take a minimum of words and twist them around the mind and tongue. Talent.

Marian said...

excellent.

Laurie Kolp said...

No, you're not... I can tell

Grandmother said...

Sounds like the madness from drugs- well done in its brief vividness.

my heart's love songs said...

HA!!! especially love "where's the goddamn gas?"

jasmine calyx said...

Write me a poem?

http://jasminecalyx.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/jasmines-jetsam-2/