Vestigial Lucidity - Poem by Kelly Kurt
I cannot be insane, can I?
Questioning the fact establishes rationality
Or so I’ve told myself
The voices I hear are my own
Taunting, teasing, intermittently inspirational
Balanced on a silver thread
One side, genius
The other, madness
Tremors threaten to topple
Which way will I fall?
How long can I remain poised?
Preserving my vestigial lucidity
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