The dark corners of my mind.

13Sep07

In the darkest corners of my mind, hanging upside down from money trees, hissed miniature meercats. An elephant flew past at high speed, and executed a crash-landing into the parched, dusty soil. A heatwave struck with timely precision, and at that same precise time little flakey flocks of snow drifted skyward.

A grouchy leprechaun crouched on double yellow lines. A passing officer on a unicycle slapped a parking ticket onto its forehead. It stayed put, snarling, for several long hours, scratching its fingernails against the walls of my mind and stomping occassionally, with irrational infrequency.

And then. Lawrence Ferlinghetti appeared, beard and all, playing Here Comes The Sun on his ukelele. Leprechaun nodded along, appeased. Ferlinghetti, waiting till the final melodic strains had drifted from his fingers and past a passing snowman, he (egotistically) gave a dramatic rendition of his very own words:

Cast up
the heart flops over
gasping ‘Love’
a foolish fish which tries to draw
its breath from flesh of air
And if no one there to hear its death
among the sad bushes
where the world rushes by
in a blather of asphalt and delay
.

These things hide in the dark corners of my mind, on days like today when nothing makes much sense and the dropping of a hat could spark off a flood of tears, and yet I laugh when nothing much is funny.

I feel that tiny bit saner.

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