mending FENCES!!!!!

Astride the wings of ecstasy,

oblivious of the envious vanity,

I played too hard!

 

The fences are broke!!!

 

 The heart discerns,

satiety pervading,

and reason prostrating.

The storm is nigh, very nigh...

 

Lo!

The bell is sounded,

the surreal evades,

and the petite chamber

torn asunder,

 lies,

awaiting recovery.

 

So,

like a skillful seamstress,

The fingers work,

thread by thread,

spinning anew,

inch by inch,

mending again,

chords of joy,

so callously snapped,

fences of rationality,

so effortlessly broke!!!!