Mad Poem by William Kofoed

Mad



Listen

There he goes

What this time

Always something

He hears voices

In his head

Not today

I will not hear

Not to him

If not me

It cannot be

He's just crazy

Seeing things

Voices talking

His just mad

Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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