The world goes madder as I get saner

February 25, 2010 at 8:07 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 22 Comments
Tags: poetry, writing for fun

In my early days I would have
spun a pun on
‘wigging’withoutthought,

over blowing things up he is
opting for wigging other people out
in the moment.

His source of greatest pride is
that I have managed to wig you
out of all people.

Today was a’messing with

nonchalance
chalice
chalance
chance,

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lol. this is well cool

Comment by kseverny— February 25, 2010 #
and it gets even worse..
wonder what is it good for….
becoming sane i mean

Comment by Dhyan (AKA Utopain Fragments)— February 26, 2010 #
A great play on words. Lovely.

Comment by Elisabeth— February 26, 2010 #
But what the hell happened to the ‘whigs’ in all this wigging? This was funny. 🙂

Comment by Val— February 26, 2010 #
ah, shitballs. i read brad’s pome before this one. all makes more sense now. two great tastes that taste great together.

Comment by jason— February 27, 2010 #
yeah I did the same thing as jason. like syntax of this one, witty.

Comment by harmonie22— February 28, 2010 #
I think I have always been mad and the rest of the world is just now catching up with me…

Comment by QofTU— March 2, 2010 #
Wigging people out is a much saner option than blowing things up.

Comment by The Querulous Squirrel— March 2, 2010 #
was there spanking involved? 🙂

Comment by aefiel— March 2, 2010 #
SOOO, in your old age, you’re going senile and relying on stream-of-thought associations as opposed to nietzchian predetermined maneuevers…lol u know, maybe that’s all that alzheimers is – stream of thought consciousness in short intense intervals… -“wigging” it’s funny how certain words possess poets…well, that comment made little sense.

Comment by alessander— March 2, 2010 #
Great poetry, you left me wondering how one can know if one get’s saner, because I can infer I get crazier sometimes, and usually got the feeling that the world is getting crazier, but never got an insight making me believe I am saner myself.

Comment by marianasoffer— March 2, 2010 #
finding an unexpected treasure is everything…good on ya…

Comment by pieceofpie— March 5, 2010 #
very nice! yknow Mr.Squires, I was thinking about the world and other very important things today, and I remembered in contrast what you said – about life, being simple and fluid and wondrous

I wanted to say thank you, I forget how amazing you are so often

Comment by Mental Mist— March 8, 2010 #
Nice one, Paul.

I’m a big fan of ‘wig-outs’ (musically speaking, or otherwise).

Coincidentally I did some messing with ‘nonchalant / chalant’ in a poem a few months ago. I seem to remember this was inspired by a comment on a blog, can’t remember the context though. Who knows, it may’ve been a comment on gingatao!

Comment by Stu— March 8, 2010 #
Write more, I think. Wigs get itchy if you keep them on too long. Apparently.

Comment by Narnie— March 10, 2010 #
Paul, your silence is too loud. I miss your words. Hope all is well with you, on your corner of the globe.

Comment by harmonie22— March 13, 2010 #
yes, my friend, too quiet. must agree with harmonie. are you drinking with chris bailey again?

Comment by jason— March 14, 2010 #
Boo! Where’s your other blog gone?

Comment by Gabrielle Bryden— March 14, 2010 #
always wondered where phrase “wigging me out” came from. keep on word playin’

word playa

Comment by The Accidental Novelist— March 18, 2010 #
Love this but where are you? Hope to see you back soon.

Comment by cocoyea— March 18, 2010 #
Today I totally felt like this… and it made me wonder the reverse, maybe it is me getting madder and the world getting saner. Either way, today I felt at odds with things.

Comment by gnunn— March 18, 2010 #
This title deserves its place as the title of your next collection, Squires!

Comment by Bryan Borland— March 22, 2010 #