Monday, December 21, 2015
a modicum of mania
I felt it...
Simmering?
Burbling?
Bubbling,
Below the surface
Last night,
But only just.
Now percolating?
Postulating?
Remunerating?
Incriminating,
Likely,
But here now
And in bloom.
Like magic in my veins.
Like divine madness
And perfection's own clarity
It surrounds me
And infuses me
God help me
In my revelry
To not be guilty...
When the tide
Subsides.
Simmering?
Burbling?
Bubbling,
Below the surface
Last night,
But only just.
Now percolating?
Postulating?
Remunerating?
Incriminating,
Likely,
But here now
And in bloom.
Like magic in my veins.
Like divine madness
And perfection's own clarity
It surrounds me
And infuses me
God help me
In my revelry
To not be guilty...
When the tide
Subsides.
