I’m Dancing with Insanity

I see in varied clarity,
As fog evades reality,

I dot my Is,
and cross my Ts

Yet still this world alluding me,
Is not the same one that you see.

Transfixed,
But no desire to flee,
I’m dancing with insanity.

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I’m Dancing with Insanity

Alliterative Language

Language is luscious,
Lascivious and lustful.
My infantile attempts,
To adorn it with adoration,
Can only fall a thousand times short.
Wistfully I can wish,
That my words,
I will be able to harvest Its’ honey.
I have no other need,
Than to know that which has,
infinitely intrigued me,
And yet still alludes me.

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Alliterative Language