Cure for the sane

I’ve seen you at the edge of normality,
and how bored you look,
staring with trepidness,
this hyper fear,
to get near,
to the crazy insolubles,
to the protected valuables.

Did you ever think,
this fog of confusion,
this veil of seclusion,
is our choice default?

We purposely paint ourselves odd,
to be left alone by your hyper-sanity.

And you know too well
the cure for sanity,
is our insanity.

W.E.