insanity



06.01.90

insanity's bed of scattered roses
so appealing to the jesters of this life
to play the all time, ultimate joke
and be colour-fully crazy
~~the questing, sadistic minds of the audience
~~would approve
to touch mindless fame with the perfect jest
the absolute, unmitigated performance
insanity
see how it tickles the mind
with images of utter demented laughter
how it soothes the heart of the fool and loser
how it tempts all who have made love to anguish
oh, intangible mindlessness
hear you now my call
and whisper back so sweetly with promises
of regalling the audience that scorns
the audience that mocks with contemptuous jeers
of blinding the world with the last performance
'so, call me a fool, and let me count my mistakes alone.'
insanity, dear insanity come now to me to end my stint as house clown inane plays put on for the faceless masses fatuous and self-content ~~the tunnel vision of the jester leads him ~~to greater falls


© 1998, Tara Tambollio
Scraps of Thought