I am weird
despite a lack of definition for normality.
My mother
says I am organising a revolution.
My friends
say: enough of the existentialist crap.
I take pleasure
in the fact that the integral
of d(cabin) over cabin
is a houseboat
and that there exist in this world
people crazy enough to work such things out.
I have big feet, am 60% blind
and could talk the leaves off a tree.
In some perverse way,
I enjoy the adverse attention.