Truth Profound

I let the Cold water flow freely;
like healing snow which satisfies the many
Burning Parts In Me;
Capitalizing upon Words that Feel,...
Something Equal To
(or greater than)
This Tragey.
Small Ideas Make War with The Better
Thoughts I have;...
and I Often pick Favorties,...
though I realize both are Necessary
Forms of Entertainment,
to keep me from going (completely) Mad.

Yet concerning Madness and Art,..
(or Art and Madness.)
is there ever a Difference?
Does it not inspire Joy in some,
while filling other Minds with unsound
Sadness?! (which replicates, and thus
seems Infinite to the Will Of Masses.)
I let the water Drown in Me,..
choosing to become my Own
Grim Calming Sea;...Contradiction
in terms?...yes,..certainly!
yet truer none the Less than Any
bullshit Version of reality you claim to See!
(and for this I've found that Truth Profound,
is often A thing Frowning in the dark uncertainly!)
J.stephen. H.