Father, forgive me

for I know just what I do

when the Nightbird calls

chanting a lament

to delirium...

I see!! At last I see!!

I live and love the madness

the music of sadness

razors of psychosis

the illusion of propriety

in the starless sky

of a ravaged soul...

Ah, joy!

It threatens my very being

devouring me

as I embrace my rage

awakening at last.