the mad

[serge gurkski]

Now with audio...

[Leanne, don't read this. ,-)]

Love text and recital.
My favorite lines are:

madness is a kind of land,
of its own religion, of its own logic.
a pain to make the doctors see;
and a Hell to make the lover feel...

so this is the boat we share...
love is a mental illness,
where the waters that keep us afloat
are what keep us from the rest of the world.
—and in your mermaid logic,
you still pretend to drown in a place
where, together, we could be perfectly at home.


Would like to reblog this poem on my blog, if it is ok with you.
Mini-nit: I would find your poem even more powerful without this:
of its own logic.
It does makes sense to me. Just a question of cosmetics. ,-)

cheers

Serge