Evil In The eye

A New View


Professionals have codes

for the  emotionally ill. Toddlers
run across the room for hugs

with no idea that maddness

lives here.


Dropping into the sound of anger

that grows up to become terror

is to understand how easily

identified is the metallic flavor

of blood.


Of all the reasons for suicide,

making lasting statements

is the coldest and most easily

forgotten. No remorse makes pity

a revelant substitute for breaths

in and breaths out.


Sorrow rining is a senseless visit.

The life is so recessed and locked

inside a once brilliant mind that words

do not help. They are the wrong

lifeline. They are the only lifeline.







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