On Sanity and Insanity

 

 

In this world

of angry faces and lost voices

The lady in red crosses the border

Between sanity and madness

In this world

As she matures and grows and learns

As she becomes more sane

She is made to appear mad

So she writes things down

In order to remember

Aye, so as not to forget

That madness and delirium

Is neither a state nor a continuity

It is but a reflection of time and

Of the Other eye.

She washes her hand of guilt.