Mania

 
i'm in the blue time
I entered this corridor by accident
there is gold knocker on the door
with trepidation I creep my way up to it

rose petal tea will calm me, sedate my nerves
all I have to do is go through the doorway
the one with a question mark on it
I know behind it lies my path to the future

I'm afraid not knowing the people I will meet
slowly I approach
my legs shaking

the door swings wide
a court jester greets me
who is this clown I wonder?

"dearest Raven we've been waiting for you
come in dear one
it's your imagination we seek
your insanity that intoxicates us
this will be an easy trade"

"slave trader I know you
my soul for what?
so I can be showcased
with all the other freak shows"

"yeah give me contract
i'll sign on the dotted line"

"didn't you know us poets are all crazy?"

it takes skating on the edge
to grasp brilliance