PSYCHOSIS
Dancing over trampled fairgrounds
Chance to see a girl with hair crowned
In lovely jewels
Of raindrop fluid
Such a view IĠd neĠer found
And so my feet move through the grass
Nearer to the beautiful lass
Who stood there smiling
And so implying
Thoughts contrived would soon pass
But she was an apparition
The psychosis of cognition
A beautiful ghost
That had me engrossed
One more host envisioned
İ Stanley Lovell