joy beyond madness

Epileptic orgasms are all I recall

of the lying girl locked in the closet

Never had I run so swiftly to a cliffs edge

Never had I veered away with such deftness

 

My spine aligned with the cold metal of the dense anvil

as a hammer caved my chest and stomach in

All my parts mixed with each other

until there was no democracy amongst my sections

I was truly a system socialist

 

She molded me between destructive fingers

She reformed my organs

taught me to walk to talk how to think

taught me the width and depth of my emotions

 

I was formed in her image

I was as cold as ice

but poison lurked below the surface

and when the ice melted

There was naught to do but die oh so slow

 

I was reborn immaculately

No womb for this one

No gestation

No teat upon which to suckle

 

The human condition nurtured me

Truth beyond truth disciplined me

Life in spite of life educated me

And I grew to know joy beyond madness

 

I found the secret point

Where few tread and are always alone

And never at peace alone

 

So as I’m sure the few have done as well

I seek company in this lonely place

And do what I can to rip another from the natural order

Into a strangely gentle dream

Of my own making

Author's Note

Credit to the lady Cherrie Palmer for the title.

Reviews

[Emily B]

those last two lines are amazing . . . the whole work is, but I'm partial to that strangely gentle dream

[Bard Constantine]

A complex and intricate thread of emotions... truly enjoyable to feed upon the descriptions you bring to life so well. Masterful work...

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the myth drops in ambrosiatic drips~ the meal is parasitic flexed through avenues of scribes scribbled into symbiotic ~fluid through the most genteel of predatory aspects~this feels so gorgeously mesopotamian/futuristic with a hint of revalations for self in inky swirls~

[BLACKCRUSH]

"I seek company in this lonely place " .... Those seven words said the most to me . I read this piece three times , not because I didn't understand it but I wanted to know if it a personal piece. When I read it I saw so many things that pertained to me it was like getting splashed in the face with water. You never disappoint Raven. Truly brilliant.

[Cherrie Palmer]

title = joy beyond madness