James McLain İnsanity Poems

I thought she was gone.
Insanity..
The judges ruled it long ago..
They gave insanity all that it
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Deep inside insanity, i must
often rise and look around it.
Room after room each face,
lies uncovered helped along
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Dry pumping,
empty wells leaves dirty hands.

Across the open land.
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Is it a furry hampster?
With a short pink tail?
Closed cute eyes.
Sleeping on a wheel?
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Insanity; and the hole,
it is blinding.
And your head, the light,
that spins around it.
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