Write broken words and thoughtless phrases
or scribbles on the walls,
See fleeting shadows and blurry faces
that aren't there at all.
Do frenzied dancing, with hands uplifted;
go gallivanting on the street.
Hear soundless voices, discordant melodies,
and a weird, distorted beat.
Feel palpitations, do oscillations
and fall down to the ground;
Watch the disappearance of visions
and hear the death of sound.
Hold the silence; breathe no further,
Revel in what you find,
Behold the man, himself his murd'rer:
fragments of a broken mind.
