a laugh for help

a laugh for help.
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lately i feel so damn
crazy that even my cries
for help come out as
laughter;

and there's no one in
the audience

but
countless
me's

clapping because something
in us tells them to.

(without knowing why we
hunger desperately for
a strangers praise.)

i
know this is
madness..

it certainly is.

but madness strikes
me truer

than any social
mask..

those personaes one
adopts to blend

and frolick with
THis Flock Of
Fools

Who Eat
THeir

Favorite Shepherds.

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prologue
++++++++

damn im so crazy
that i could almost
scare
myselves sane;

almost...

(yet then i'm
sure that the sanity
of it all

would Drive
Us Mad Again.)

j.stephen.h.