t.m.o

endmad
ness
of
the
end

The end of this madness?
Perhaps.

the madness of the moon plumping up

zombie madness feasts on the sleep
of the weary.
the madness of zombie
madness

never no madness
of nothing.
never no nothing.
never.
it's always something.

the madness of the dog
that asked in quite plain english
for a cup of coffee,
and the car (a morris minor)
that drove itself around;
both bits of exquisite madness
in last night's dream...

the madness
of the ashes
falling
from the september skies.

we regret to inform you that the madness of it all
is simply too maddening at this hour.
take Ursa Major, for instance.
mad mad stars.
mad delight.

madness.

Mad cat, mad big gray cat, mad long haired mangy cat, mad cat crying for more food

mad cat scratching

moon over madness...
moon overhead....
madness over
head...
madmoonmad...
a sublime madness.

Madness?
Madness?
I DON'T GOT TO SHOW YOU
NO STINKIN' MADNESS!

the moonness
of the
mad.
go forth into this night
of shadows where the creatures
of the moonlight miles
stalk our dreams/
the heavens are
watching us.
the eye is full.
we are the madness;
hitchhikers of the void.
mad mad mad.
ha ha ha...

106 degrees
of madness.
the mind
melts.

feel the madness;
be the madness.
ssendam.
ssendam.
ssendam.

the madness of exploding fireworks
ripping the july midnight asunder.
the madness of how americans celebrate
their independence.
the madness of those of us that don't.

The madness of
THE MOSQUITOES!

the madness of
solstice on ice.
long shadows
dancing in the wind.
the madness of the seasons
as they slip on by...