Close to Madness

You know what. It has begun.
I will never be undone.
Propped up with pillows, not unique
I stay living, breathing. Love.
Take what comes and behold
Wonders of the natural world
Crazed and addled, tempts it does.
I’ll fall for it, but me you’ll shove.
I count on this trust we have, so we stay only near to mad.

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