insanity....
what is that?
I haven’t a clue.
I’ve always been the way I am.
I don’t know any difference.
In your absence,
I’ve begun talking to myself.
The arguements can get quite heated.
I have whimsical delusions of love
that are very real to me.
Sometimes while I sit rocking
staring at your picture...
(The new ones not the old,
My love is not of a memory)
A wall of motionless trepidation flies by.
But how could that possibly be?
I know the difference between
delusion and reality.
I remind myself of this often too,
as naked tears stream down my face
screaming to be heard...
Each moment becomes
a maiden voyage
No pun intended.
The hair just raised on the back of my neck
I hate that!
SShhhhh....... listen.
DAMN! There goes my heart breaking again.
The jury is silenced with their disbelief
Another injustice done
Incisive bargaining failed miserably...
Ha!
Was that your best shot?
...careful now...
don't rock on the cats tail.
OOPS! Time for my medication.
KT 1999
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