Originally post Sept. 13, 2016
It’s all from you
folie à deux
our madness is due
and it’s all up here
the sickness
and the fear
splitting at the seams
breaking apart
even in our dreams
In the Jester’s court
you’re killing our love
just for the sport
folie à deux
it falls in between
the me and you
I do not know
the word it takes
to shape here below
upwards we fall
building ruins
that dwarf the walls
caresses and sighs
change into
the laughing cries
I bid you adieu
please leave but
do not go into
the madness of you
RamJet Poetry 