Madness

poem by: Braverman Waltz
Written on Dec 08, 2016

I will step into the madness for a bit to see if what I'm hearing is told in block letters and to hear it told again to watch and wait for glassess to be filled and then-emptied for chairs to be sat on and then left  cigarettes smoked and then put out it seams so merky here a kinda haze  clothes all seam to fit though the 
shoes worn 
in the right way words fly through 
the air  like breathing is normal 
everything life like right?I look 
across to the other side for sense or 
sanity the other side of the road if 
you will  I see a library and 
apartments in front of the backdrop 
of grey clouds and a rainbow I'm gonna drink some more beer gonna
 continue sitting I understand 
nothing that hasn't be understood I 
sit alone 
waiting for a friend in the company 
of cheap beer and wishful thinking 
my breath is the same my body 
pumping blood around the clock 
and the day is coming to a close I 
know my here had arrived along 
time ago I know because I am here 
I hear my thoughts racing across 
the keyboard I see everything and 
wonder why? My stillness has been 
interfered with and it's not because I 
was singing to loud cause the song 
was not a singing song it was 
spoken word written my distraction 
took me by surprise and there 
where I found myself staring back 
at myself was a pleasantry we are 
present we are and if the noise be 
too loud to hear then that be the 
reason for our existence that be the 
doing of our undoing for we are madness.

 

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