you'll never be normal
the statement of morality
if madness be death
let me suffer it
when henry spoke from his feet
five yards from a cathedral
holding angels and demons
casting an eye over insanity
people shuffled nervously
avoidance of eyes
a mumble of crazy
i wanted his ladder
his unkempt dishevellment
his wise rant's and acidic raves
teachers spoke of round worlds
henry said flat was a purpose
to hold people on their own horizons
never seek any more than what they could see
as an eight year old with saucer eyes
he would pass his hand across my face
tell me the aliens landed behind blue green irises
possession of my free will
and called themselves parents
taught me eyes spoke to uneventful things
while ears listened with intent
my lips he said were for kissing
when no one else saw words
henry knew i'd speak more than kiss
mouth open more than not
he said it was one in the same
Adding your comment:
That is some profound shiz right there! Really enjoyed this 
- in the absence of a unicorn emoticon, or some other mythical creature.
