Drunk

Inside the depths

Of their rational minds,

In the dark, forsaken cellars,

A few unruly thoughts ferment,

But they might choose

To feign indifference

When all their sober ideas

Begin to break under the influence!

©Aaysid

“Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.”
Rohinton Mistry, A Fine Balance

Image by Игорь Левченко from Pixabay