FredPeyer

Clueless

I guess you could call me clueless

Trapped as I am in my own mind

Where gummi bears compete with

Lollipops without a clear winner

Even though the gummi bears

At times seem to advance slightly

 

Your tall tales of importance

Bounce off my impenetrable walls

Of self-imposed denial of truth

To tumble unrecognized into

The morass of my unconscious

Waiting to no avail for deliverance

 

Do not try to save me from myself

Nor feed unwanted advice or salvation

A hundred chicken picking in unison

Will in time find that poor lonely worm

As I will ascertain without a doubt

My own destiny and happiness