Cinnamon Thicket

I'm perfectly normal. 

That is, I was, until I lost both my sanity AND my wits,

                                                   

Then  every thing went ABSURDLY  topsy-turvy 

The Atypical-Door was left WIDE open!  

                   And a single star emerged. 

The fairy saw it, 

 as it floated through the NIGHT.  

Things were getting stranger I just couldn't tell how. 

I asked the genie for advice, but he just chuckled, and sent me away.  

I was tearing my hair out in despair.. . .

Then I had an idea. . .

I scooped up the star like a kitten on Broadway, and tried to stuff it back through the Atypical-door,

The tendrils through the door reached for me,

And the pink skies lured me in like chloroform

But I resisted, and shoved the star back inside the Atypical-Door.

Now things are back to being absurdly mystifying and catastrophically Brilliant.  

And I couldn't be happier.