My mad friend

by ajax schuren

Posted to Poetry on 2004-03-10 03:33:00

My friend lives in a fog of dreams
Such brilliant but crazy schemes
So inspired, his ethos his own
Nightmares direct his dark energies:
Says genius is above morality
Wants to make himself a cloak
Of Mike’s pale papery skin
Drag him to a down-town club
And then take him crawling in –
“A sort of pet on a lead”
A real ‘danse macabre’
Says that Mike’s pain and suffering
Would set the standard for all –
Give them something to aim towards
Personally, I don’t agree
And, I think, neither would Mike.