A poem from the bitter-almond-scented Hatter

Your music, bordering on
mellow and the
memorable, makes
meaningful masterpieces
from
your mind that
often meander in the most
mysterious of manners;
meekness and modesty might
be your mask, but
underneath is a myriad
of misdemeanor: from
the mischievous, to the
morose,
to the macabre.
Here
you are to meddle with monotony,
and meticulously
mediate the miscontrued and
the mediocre—that
which even
the mechanical
cannot beat—

You are simply mad;

you are the malady—

the melody—

and the melancholy—

The multi-colored Miss Ashley.

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Dedicated to my friend, Ashley Saludes
May you stay as you are
and as mad
as the Hatter

One Response so far.

  1. Whitey says:

    Hope you do stay as you are. ;) After all, you are the awesome-est and most literate type of Ash I know. XD