The impetus of delirium,
drills deep into my brain.
The drifting shadow provokes,
my opulence to strain.
Impetuous choice of words,
befuddle all mankind.
Disentangle my intent,
of the colloquy beneath the rhyme.
Incontrovertibly I say to thee,
I know thy true intent.
Entrée oh aberration,
because my mind is spent!
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
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