Sure There Is Food
There is eating one’s self
There is even truth now and then—
Of course a lie can be made to go
Farther that way
The trick is to get truth and lies
To sound just the same
That way you’ve got it made
Everybody is mad after a while
Then you can come up with a world
where madness is the normal thing
Of course those who rig it that way
End up mad themselves
But—who’s to know the difference?
This world’s the best example I know
by Kenneth Patchen
from Collected Poems, 1968