His was a madness that
whispered in his ear,
soft and sweet
dream-like
a gossamer that tickled his
hair and sometimes itched,
that made him
scratch
at skin that he could
not feel beneath the
thin blanket of
spiderwebs
as he plummeted deeper into
a world the rest
of us couldn't
see
--
Three Word Wednesday - devastate, gossamer, plummet
Wow, that's eerie. I love what you did with the title.
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