Paul Adams

The Schizophrenic

 

SCHIZOPHRENIC

Wounded souls walking on concrete.

Place to place, one place then another.

White socks seek refuge under too short

plaid bell bottom  trousers,   4" below the knee.

 

Hats cover heads, as white socks carry wounded

heads angled down 35 degrees as if the pavement

offers hope, or catches interest of hyrogliphics

and moving  picture patterns.

 

Coat pulled warm, too tight, open in front so as

to expose inner soul - soul in motion.

Soul in motion going from

place to place, first one place then another.

 

Bees seek nectar, birds chase insects,    but

wounded souls chase moment to moment, from

place to place .Seeking out areas of attraction.

The attraction of  one place then another.

 

Patterns emanating from wounded souls plaid pants.

Beautiful skyrocket patterns in multi colors of 3 dimension.

But, not 3 dimensions. No, a new dimension known only by

the wounded souls searching from one place, then another.

 

This dimension tells them of another world,

the inside world, the real world, the truth world encouraging

them to search from place to place,

First one place then another.

 

Where secrets are given, and truth is exposed. A new

world supported by white socks

under plaid bell bottom trousers going from place to place,

First one place then another.

 

This real world supported by hyrogliphic shooting star patterns,

and thousand inner voices with God like commandments,

show them the truth. The truth world, the real world.

 

This thousand voice world is as a parasite being taken from

place to place, first one place then another.