“Madness” Poem

“Madness” by C.S. Kinnaird

Spin pterodactyl echoes

Lonesome moldy shoes

Rocking empty cradles

I want to go home

This world is at war

I am no soldier

Crush me so gently

Sing me into death

Last longing guzzles

Tombs crying nothings

I am left behind

I am undone

Swallow my energy

Soothe my disentegration