Life’s mysteries
Gnaw at my very core
Dark phantasms
Chase me into the light
Crossing those thresholds
Of sanity
And instability
That calm façade
Seen by most
Hides
The passionate beast
That only the privileged
Or the cursed
See
Touching the dark side
To expose my truth
Multiple pieces
Of a fractured puzzle
Which when complete
Shows all
But only small bits
Are shown
At all
Todd A. Wilson
October 16, 2007