A Litany of Slightest Madness

I’ve always seen what isn’t there,
And so, I’m under doctor’s care;
For through my window eyes I see
Far, far beyond reality

I see the workings of your heart,
How love leaks out in midnight drips;
And how you’d hide it, if you could –
But will and tongue have frequent slips

I’ve felt you kiss me in the night,
In circles all around my face;
But yet, we have not spoken yet,
I guess you need your breathing space

But yet I see the world set free,
And through stone portals, one lone tree,
A sky of blue, a field of green,
And no more bullies. No one mean.

The doctor says I’m very bright,
Her thoughts will be with me tonight;
I view them when she’s not around
You won’t believe what all I’ve found

Her fantasies are very great,
And sometimes, inappropriate;
She also sees what isn’t there,
So maybe my gift’s not so rare —

But you, blog reader, don’t you know
We all have been afflicted so?
We’re mental patients, all of us,
Who blog for therapy. Discuss.

But still, I see inside your head,
Where you would rather be, instead
Of glimpsing what now you full see:
My steadfast, bald insanity

But maybe that’s not there, as well.
With crazy folks, it’s hard to tell:
Tonight, what isn’t there I’ll see,
And aren’t you just a bit
Like me?


(“A Litany of Slightest Madness” – 8-7-2015)

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18 Thoughts to “A Litany of Slightest Madness

  1. I’ll have what ever you’re having. Or please introduce me to whatever entity you’re channeling this evening. Thank you, Owen.

  2. We’re mental patients, all of us,
    Who blog for therapy. Discuss.
    hahaha….self preservation this madness we dwell in

  3. hey ‘Doctor’ and you’re the best. I’m told smiling is the best medicine, helps the immune system, improves physical and mental well being in every way; seems you’ve given all of us a smile to linger-me too.

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