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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
"There's a method to my madness." My mother reported. Ah, yes, indeed there was. But she did not understand. I was the one who was insane. Thinking all those things, as I hammered in each staple, I was in a frustration beyond compare. Had I done this, Had I pursued romance, Perhaps my life would be better. But oh, that you have a method to your madness, Mother! I envy you. I have no method to my madness. My madness has a method all it's own! Will I spend the rest of my life all alone? Should I even worry about these things? But that, you see, Is the method that my madness uses. To question the nature of the self, To wonder if I ought to be like everyone else. That is the ultimate madness. To wonder what I should feel, To wonder why I should feel the way I think I might have to feel... That is the method of my madness. That is the delerium from which I suffer. This one was inspired by the events of today, as I worked with my mother on her 5-story guinea pig cage. It can get pretty annoying when your mind chooses to dwell on the implications of events that are very trivial, while you're working! |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
spending life alone..is a very scary thought to some people..i think it is what you are use to...some people would rather be alone than to share their life..i can relate to your poem...  ~Victoria~ A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I understand what you feel. But sometimes I say this , I have come alone on this earth, so shall I be alone. Good work. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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Verve Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 348Singapore |
Hm ... I guess a lot of times, most of us do try very hard to fit into the 'norm' ... and yet sometimes the answer lies in the very act of not trying at all ... This is an insightful piece of work though it did remind me a little of Hamlet. ~verve |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Fractal...very good capture of the edge of madness here. I expected to see in the very next line where you whirled and drove a staple into your mother's forehead. The REAL insanity here, though, is the 5-story guinea pig cage....how much more insane can one get? What's next, a ferret condo perhaps? I enjoyed this very much. Hardrock |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Thankyou all for your replies. Yes, it is true, the five story guinea pig cage is rather insane, lol. I don't think I'd ever put a staple thru my mother's forehead, though, lol. Victoria: U are right. I am rather used to being alone. Although it has at times, like the one described in this poem, caused a bit of conflict within myself. Xeonox: Cool concept you've described there. Verve: Again, an interesting notion. |
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