Moon Madness

The madness overwhelms

It is coming through in waves.
The moon is bloated and full..
My soul searches for a peaceful refrain.
Madness becomes my resounding tune..
I know the truth of it, yet reality cannot bloom.

I wish

wild knitting ?

It's hot and your granny does it....
Knitting !!!
Now you think, my gosh that's so uncool, but hey, I've got something for ya !
Wild Knitting. You can knit jacket's for three's, beards or anything you want....
For more information : look under this text for pic's !