Hollow Bells

"The world is lunatic",

Or maybe I’m just having a bad day.

Who cares what we look like?

Ice cream is great.

Have you ever been unhappy?

Can you catch what I implicate?

Sprinkles and rainbows,

You call it all gay.

But I’m happier than you are

On any given day.

Especially on this morning,

The wind chimes sing their song.

No one notices except me,

Ring-a ding ding dong.

In that case I suppose I’m alone

As I sit here polishing this poem,

My fingers sweat with every stroke

But I’m gonna’ show ‘em,

All the faces at this coffee shop

Glaring in my direction.

I order a bagel, the barista rolls her eyes,

Though she toasts it to perfection.

Its crispiness makes me shutter

And life is almost revived.

Until I hear a girl complaining,

She thinks she’s so deprived.

And now this feeling is returning

And it’s not because of my bad day.

I just want to drown everyone’s sorrows

In a chalice of Cabernet.

Instead, I’ll jump to my death

With a dramatic arched spring

All the while down screaming, “The world is lunatic!”

…Ring a ding ding.

- Carmen Iben