You said I am ridiculous.
You have called me crazy.
What do you imagine you are defending?
But I will tell you this:
I am crazy
like the crazy bird singing,
At last, at last the sun has come out,
like the crazy tree groaning,
The wind, the wind is blowing east,
like the crazy dog barking,
This chain, this chain is hurting me.
Or maybe it is just voice, deeper than human reason,
the sound of being
what they are.
I’m crazy too. And ridiculous. And insane, like Betty.