Lunatic Fringe

 
Understanding the  
Lunatic Fringe  


In how I felt,
 
In poetry I was young again  
and fashioning the  
Muse on Hippocrene  
as tulpa, Pegasus?  
 
Was it real?  
Did it make any sense?  
 
Waking and remembering  
who I am. I wrote it down  
as time rode in on  
the white sea horse.  
 
Horse not made of myth,  
But Horse made  
out of consciousness.    
 
Praise the Ancients,  
Dare the Lunatic Fringe.