[ madman. ]

he is a madman, all smiles and secret meanings
enveloping as a spell, as magic, as fear of fear --
only natural, only frightening, and only alluring.

he speaks to me, sometimes;

he is

the musical backdrop to an awe-inspiring highland scene
rolling rocky hills, touched with the frost of an
oncoming winter; alight with colour, barren and bold;
lonely and lovely, the celtic sound on the wind,
taking hold, in and under and all around - sounds
like a little bit of freedom to me.

hush, hush - i hear it now.

it's a kind of special insanity, intense and amorous
decked out with all the trimmings of incandescence;
capricious as lightning, i am enthralled by the implications -

he is a madman -
he speaks to me sometimes;
and sometimes, i listen.