krazy in nys

every once in a while
( like tonight )
I feel like defying socially acceptable behaviour

I want to stand in front of cars and make them wait
admonishing them for being so big and loud and noisy

I see all the fat men walking towards their wives
approaching the corner I’m crossing to
sitting on the steps as I walk by
I want to reach out and rub their bellies

I am not afraid of getting run over
or beaten up
but of letting myself get away with any whim or compulsion

being crazy is not caring anymore

I care!
I care!