The Madman

A superflous thought

twists and turns

in fervent frenzy

unable to breach

the inner sanctum

that rests beneath

that fissured brow.

 

Furtive darting eyes

bright and keen

meticulously explore

the folds and recesses

of a velvet prism

whilst glancing

towards an invisible gate

that holds its prey

in a cushioned cell.

 

And,

as calmness returns

calling in

a visit so brief

his ears pricked

he listens

most attentive

awaiting the sound

of a voice so silent

it cannot be heard

 that will loosen the chains

and set him free.

 

 

 © Paul O' Neill 2012

 

 

Reviews

[lisat]

ps- in a good way

[Pól]

thats a relief!!

[lisat]

This is so weird

[Circe]

this really delved into the deeper crypts of the mind, a little bit perplexing.. I get a sense of intense concentration.. what is the secret so well locked away?

[Pól]

I could tell you; but then I'd have to kill you!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

you draw a portrait with words~

[Pól]

thank u

[Daliah Valley]

Wonderful. It's just wonderful.

[Pól]

Thank u, dv