ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF MADNESS by Jeff Callaway

ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF MADNESS
by Jeff Callaway


stoned
and de-throned
left out on the back porch
all alone
on the outskirts of madness
it's weird Wednesday psychedellia
guys running around in trench coats
with sunglasses on
strange things happening on the neighbor's lawn
a girl's voice mumbling in my ear
no
it's a bird
3am cocaine nightmares
rats in the kitchen
bats in the belfry
it's dawn and i'm still awake
the madness ensues
on the outskirts of madness
things are strange outside
these people staring at me
through the cracks in the blinds
must want me to see all these strange things
i'm telling you it's strange
did someone just knock at the door?
no, really lock the door
please, i'm scared
Devil is in the barn
dog don't want to go out and play
the wind is crying it's a dark day
i'm skitzin'
on the windows
at the games the light and the shadows play
and the games that one's ears play
on that third day
when i think someone is here
but their really in the neighbor's driveway
i stare at these windows
for days with nothing to say
but
welcome to Speeder Freak Lake
welcome to the outskirts of madness
welcome to a season in hell
that is my sadness
as well as my
sanctuary