“let me go mad”

Written for:  The Twiglets # 245 - "let me go mad"

Let me go,
madness is just
around the corner.

Put me in Wonderland
where everyone is mad,
and no one will notice.

she fears madness
even on this lovely morn
it hovers

               A man was incarcerated.
            His bail could not be debated.
             He disrobed on the street,
                they all got a peek.
     When laughs faded, cops cuffed him, ego deflated.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to “let me go mad”

  1. Jules says:

    Madness is a unique state of mind. Some artistic folks have been labeled such. Just being different can expose one to unique confrontations 😉


  2. poetrybydebi says:

    “Put me in Wonderland
    where everyone is mad,
    and no one will notice.” Yes, that will do it.


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