touch my madness
with tenderness
please have compassion
to this madness of reason
that i cannot spit out
or rubout with a clout
there is no conceit
in telling you
what they all accept
that there is no genius
without some
coloring
or adulteration with
(is it hard to say
the word?)
madness.
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