Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Friday, 19 April 2013

My Saxon friend

is not sure if he should call
where he once lived
an Insane Asylum.  Why not ?
It was asylum for him, and he was
looked after by the insane.
In everyone's head is a
Psychiatric Unit known as
the brain.

2 comments:

Dada Vidalo said...

hoho, I didn't even notice this poem 'till now, your response to my earlier post took all of my attention.

anyway, brilliant entry as always :)

Dada Vidalo said...

on a second thought, I don't think I said enough and didn't appreciate your poem, which referred to my earlier post, enough.

To contribute something related to your poem I post a quote, which you probably already heard, 'cause, as far as I know, it is listed on some Wiki related quote Site.

"Only the Insane have Strength enough to Prosper, Only those that Prosper can truly judge what is sane"

I found that very interesting, being the gullible young Guy that I am.