By Marc Carver
I sometimes wonder
where all these thoughts in my head come from
the good ones as well as the bad.
Whether there is someone up there
throwing them through the clouds
like bolts of lightning.
Dreaming up craziness then
sitting back and laughing while I decide to take them up or not.
It is a good job I am lazy
because some of the crazier ones
would have landed me in jail a long time ago.
It is a shame if it is true
because I really thought the crazy ones came from me