It's an Itch

There's an itch behind my brain
That I really need to scratch
It's up inside my brain stem
Where my ideas hatch

There is a crawl space in me
It's my hidden, secret spot
It's where I hide tomorrow
It's there my future rots

I duck
I bend
I slip
I blend
I lend
I send
I amend
I apprehend

I do the best I can
Whenever I'm asleep
To figure out my life
And who I'm going to keep

I'm changing every day
I metamorphosize
I don't know who I am
No longer even try

The nitty gritty details are fuzzy
The dizzy rationales are all clumsy
The daytimes are all crazy
The nighttime's seem so lazy
In-between times I am hazy
The facts now are real shaky

It's a change
It's deranged
It's a switch
It's a niche
It's a glitch
I'm bewitched
You insist

There's a pit behind my navel
It's full of needful things
The things I thought I wanted
But kinfolk never bring

I stuffed them down inside me
I let myself forget
I fade into the background
They haven't noticed yet

I pull them out
It comes out slow
I explore it well
There's overflow
To put it back
I have to bend
I have to twist
It never ends

My crawl space is full of bitter bugs
There're spiders and there're some bees
They squirm all around inside of me
And they sting me in slow degrees
Someday those bees will awaken
On that day I will set them free

It tickles in my thoughts
That I will never reach
My mind is full of doubts
That I could never teach

There's an itch behind my brain
That I really need to scratch
It's up inside my brain stem
Where my ideas hatch

It's a pain
It's a shame
It's a twist
It's a wrist
It's a fist
I resist
You insist

It's an itch
As you wished
It's my list
I resist

You insist
As you wished