Acid Dreams from The Asylum

Mindfuckery from the Mindfucker

A revelation lost in transition

From delusion into dream.

A violence-driven fantasy

Where nobody can hear you scream.

Rabidly fictitious, pixellated faces close in for the kill,

Somewhere a screen smashes and parallel worlds collapse

Into arches of hallucinogenic asylum light.

Paper tabs plaster bleeding throats,

I'm choking on a fear of reality

As I watch you burn my mad-house down.

Author's Note

Please ignore the shortness!

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Nothing wrong with a short poem. They usually have a strong impact. Another epic write. You Rock Kat!!!