The Key To The Door Of Madness

be not confident
and try not to tell me that i should not be driven
by seizures and fits
for just a while i was holding the key
to the door of my madness
an old
they say even reliable key
and that is
our presumption of this given
right-handed sanity.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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