While everyone else sits
Enjoys
Sips at cups of tea spiked with innocence
I ponder a plan to free the dangerous
And scribble nonsense in a yellow notebook
Of mindless cowards driven insane
By giraffes who baffle with their mere existence
And unicorns who reassure, though they do not exist
And, moments from sleep, my own mind drinks with them
And I find myself enlightened by lives not lived