Madness, I Tell You
Let me go. Mad as I am,
with no two days the same
in a mind aswirl, the world
making no sense. It’s senseless
to seek any solace here.
We’re at a loss. You, to puzzle
through my state, and I, to find
any comfort in my madness.
This poem is my response to Twiglet #245: let me go mad.
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