Dust the cobwebs from the mind
of complex disorder,
chaotic reality.
Filter the idiosyncrasy
from fact,
even fiction.
Delve with delicate touch,
divine solid thoughts,
from whimsical pillows of fluff,
concrete notions.
Saturate with compassionate reason,
allow peace of mind to reign supreme,
then flow with the fleeting touch,
of pure... genius.



very much appreciated






What is it they say?.."Not much seperates madness from genius" Lol, says a lot for us poor poets

Thank you my friend for your kindness 

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