“Call me Crazy!” I smiled,

spitting out a new label

for the next introduction

in a room filled with names

I’d never know.

You grim ginned back at me.

Tension lines draw just as tight

into the cut of your jaw,

and mind working out how to swallow dive

through the conference room window

five ‘networks’ away.

“Call me Stark Raving,” you said

hand still in mine

this time reluctant to hear that bell.

If anyone wants to give me some feedback I would love to hear it. Does it make sense? Is the length alright? Is the rhythm complete tosh? Anything people! Anything please! *Vanishes off into her own insanity.*