I want to be insane.
To feel that slow,
sensuous
unraveling
of sanity.
I want terrifying visions to assault me,
swirling their bright colors and
bucking their sharp limbs
like rabid carousel horses.
I want to hear mouthless voices
ricocheting along the halls of my brain.
Maybe then, when I am beyond all hope,
you will not run when I approach you.
Gamboling, strutting, glorying
in my hard-won psychosis.
Will you let me hold you then?
I imagine you admiring the bitter cold I wear.
Reveling in the docile nature
of my touch
When I have lost all reason
you will find endless reasons
to love me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~~~~~
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