My soul eruptsss

Like a volcano. Like a tornado. The house on the prarie goes up-dee-hey. The fish outta water. The kid with the kaleidiscope eyes. The sugar coated candy dreams. The saga unfolds. And the saga continues. And my moms dog was named saga. The veins. The circumsizion. The boy being born. And the family weird vibes. And the sad sad oh so sad times. And the bored times. Watching television until the wee hours o’ the morn. And I wanna wrap my hands in it. I can’t get past this. I’m slowly spinning into volvano erupting.