Saga of Madness

Acid dipped

colors drip

swirling

combing

unfortunate hues

nauseating

to glance upon

despite the crown’s insistence

that all must bow

dip to curtsey

before the play begins.

Gold

bedecks the statue

balanced upon one leg

forever cast in silver

filigree

rose spider web

blooming out

delicate intricacies

shadow licked

even as

tear drops trail

plink

plink.

Gentle patter of rain

upon dusted floor

while the Mad Queen baths

in moon light’s blood

cackling;

bitter crone.

Back away

slithering with secrets

tip toe down the stairs

spiraling

spiraling

spiraling

ever further into the earth.

©Oct. 11/21

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