called madness



lost and found in the woods at night


past lost and found

rapid heart caught

by pause in crowd.

heading away held


admonished for dreams,

two wandered woods

wooing the night.

the foundling cried

,for himself, only to well

tears in the lostling:

two souls in one crisis.

deeper in the woods a dance

of lights. closer to jamboree

shadows became forms and

one is rushing in, in green.

"I am Madness". fairy of the wood.

foundling was spun and danced to


lostling wiped away a tear.

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