These stars are black
across the white sky.
In happy madness –
I stare up into the abyss.
Inspired madmen
are pure lunatics.
I could not speak to this storm,
so, it gently spoke to me.
This blizzard will make you shiver,
you will sense it creeping closer.
I ponder at the panoramic,
sudden sweeping of the clouds.
I am left curious, has this disturbance
swept all realities away?
Down into the darkness,
psychosis has blinded me!







