Beehappy's Tuesday July 10th, 2012

There's a hammer in my insides
And it's pounding on my skull
There's a mallet on my temple
There's an angry raging bull
Bashing on my forehead
There's a wrecking ball afoot
My brain is going crazy
And it's banging on my nut.

The clown points his finger at himself
And laughs
The onlookers join in
Uncertainly
He sits in the corner
Unsure of his role
Surrounded by expectation
His fate is doomed
Set in unsteady stone
The cracks in his make up
Seeping through
He plays the fool
So well
He no longer knows
If its true

Moving
Beyond
The passing light
That filters through
How then
do we see
The clearly hidden
How to clear the way
Unpick the tangled web
Beneath
How to see more depth
When clouded conscious
Blurs the edge
What then
For those with
Listening eyes
Seeking ever
To search, to find
To question, to reach
To grasp the thought
How to stop the spinning
Turning, writhe

We heard a cougar last night. It sounded weird and was apparently making the noise it makes prior to attack (whilst probably eyeing up the hosts cat). Exciting times :)