Madness

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Madness

The wind blows
The sun shines
The birds sing
and my soul
my soul is dying
darkness descends over me
while the sun blazes

I feel............flat
like a soda left overnight
open, on the table

Reason and logic fail me
madness prevails
my mind twists itself
into a parody
into a monster

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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