I am crazy, she says, and I believe it.
It is easy to believe, her eyes wide and wild, hair of blond springs, grinning as the wide, wide world.
Crazy.
But I know I am crazy too.
The real world doesn�t matter, she says, it�s screwed anyway. It�s all the world inside your mind.
I know of this world and we share it.
Together we move through this and that, exploring and uncovering, humiliating and outraging those who think normal.
Normal is seriously overrated, she says, and I agree.
The only one who knows and feels my deepest thought.
Others laugh, judge, hate hurt.
You must follow what you feel, she says, if you love him, he will come.
We dance through the in-life and the out-life, one full of horror and sorrow, other of life and love.
And for one so crazy, she knows the movement of things.
For I know we two are sane in a crazy world, insanity the only sanity, the oddity norm.
Dedicated to Lauren, for many years of friendship and insanity
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