Visions of Madmen

December 28, 2009
By groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
“The only people for me are
the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be
saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow
roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle
you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”-Jack Kerouac

While the moon peaked out of her hiding place in her sky
And a great weariness began to weigh me down
I caught a glimpse of a dark figure quickly illuminated
By the streetlight standing guard
Just then a face pressed against my pane—
Gnarled and untamed surrounded by a mat of frayed hair,
Then jerked back and sounded a mad Howl
So piercing I nearly lost my mind and soul—
And somewhere in those wild, staring eyes
Far behind the clay-mask worked and forced against his round cheeks and form—naked, free
Was a gleam far too familiar

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