madness is mainstream

there's twisted whispers in the darkness
and chaos by candlelight tonight
as the midnight mistresses dance their heartless songs in their antique dresses
a string orchestra of ghosts plays a haunting & melodic song
while the moon casts it's reflection upon the violent ocean waters
it serenades all lunatic creatures of the night
who come out to create mischief when the moon is full.
bathing in the radiation of the moon's ecstacy,  injecting themselves with beams of starlight like syringes, becoming intoxicated
sea serpents & mermaids partake in orgies on the shores
the mist of the sea outlines the ghosts of the ocean
the music then fades into a whimsical, gentle female voice
and they drift deeper, deeper into the hypnotic music
the blinking stars that blanket the skies are winking at the faces below
the blinking stars that are fatal.
at the gates at evening you will find keepers of the primrose
they decorate details of their minds with blossoms of senseless folly
an exhibit of passion for madness
where asylums are mainstream.