Delirium’s Hands

Delirium’s Hands

My eyes burn bright

At the promise of a swift exodus,

The steep dive through the shadows

To the cove and the sea

/

I’ll slip from the binds

Of solitude and safety,

I’d rather go mad

Than chatter and pretend

/

Dive and dive each night

Stagger through nothingness

Fall apart by noon

And swim away at dusk

/

I will live again

In delirium’s hands

Uprooted from shame,

From this pasture grey

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