Eyes of a Madman

In the eyes of a madman
A howling wolf grins
and fades into the darkness
that coats his bedchamber
strained pupils throbbing
a glint in the maze
but only his reflection
returns to the black
and upside-down image
the wisdom of lies
that ooze in his ears
and harden to wax
a yearning to strike
effervescent and endless
splitting his soul
poisons his future
rolling tides of time
network of synapses
burned from over use
a singular track
beats down torrentially, saturated grey matter
full to bursting, irradiated waves
flow through aortic pathways, and valves
spill his seed to the ground
rear a fruit so sublime
speckled with sin, just a hint of lime
gives him the strength that he needs to push on
cloud cover threatens a beautiful dawn
but no worry; one can imagine, perhaps better
devoid of light pollution, photonic fetters.

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I love reading your cryptic

I love reading your cryptic style! You make the mundane seem otherworldly and fascinating love the trips through your grey matter! HugSS

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