Here’s to you
Those seeking to engage my mental fog
Picking at my grey matter
Working it into an even duller shade of confusion
My skull is hurting and I scratch my scalp
Have I figured it out?
But no, the meaning eludes
Like the Chupacabra or the Holy Grail
What the hell?
Like a test I didn’t study
Or a sea of Chili Pepper lyrics
It’s garbled and just doesn’t rhyme
But it does sometimes
Will I ever know the meaning?
Will they ever find Bigfoot?
Some things are not meant to know
The imagery sharp
The prose crisp and clean
But I have to ask
What the hell does it mean?