Poetry|Society|Notoriety
Fighting Mad
Poetry with a Smirk
mad madder madness sets in, when? pushes out saner thoughts, tying up days, weeks in quiet desperation. struggles that entangle like nettles in an English garden. who’s to say it’s here, when it’s there, who’s to know its face as different from any face? does it whisper, does it rant; like a fortress does it remain? Fortified, stoic, needing others to agree – yes, it’s mad.
did you hear her declare – I am crazy for you. is she really? when does madness laugh at itself, a chortle, a gentle guffaw — it’s not real, not really. not now. she’s not in any danger, from herself, just a whim. crazy in love, not a terminal declaration of any sort, no, just a bit of folly. insane, mad, loopy or lost doesn’t matter doesn’t last, a gray day without the sun; rain on a quiet morning, irony staring out the window with or without tears, we all do it. nothing left, no scars when it passes, and pass it will, it must. madness is what madness does — does less when we do more.
I am crazy for you, is a labor of love, not a stint in an institution; a battle with darkness or the turning of sunshine into mourning. open your eyes, madness loves the solitude of uncertainty, the tight fitting, endlessly opaque reality of the not quite bright. there it is. what madness does – it does only when we agree.
say it ain’t so.
Joe Luca is writer and editor for ILLUMINATION and a published author and writer of children’s stories, short fiction, non-fiction articles, screenplays and poetry. Publications include Child’s Life, Children’s Playmate and others. There are some other articles below — have a read. And thank you for stopping by.
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