Manic

[waxman. 2,234]

Manic, but never a person without some wit

Brushes softly in his mind - startles danger

Tangles within a labyrinth of a loved one or a goon

It's the brief eye contact with a total stranger.

The basic elements to stew the pot of a nightmare

Or the lifeless child at birth with a mother deceased

It's the brain against the gravel or the teeth of an elder

It's the eye contact with a total stranger, yet brief.

A dreadful heart race in the moments just before death

Or the scream of the sorrow of a soul that is freed

It's the clearing of the smoke after death is called

Into the streets to preach and teach, too late

The child's at peace.

 

[Mokrie Dela 2,984]

I do love short, snappy closing lines that tie things up or throw a twist. That last line seemed to add so much weight to this, and made me look at it in a different way. I'm not sure about the repeated line of "eye contact with a total stranger" but the second iteration seemed to have a different flavor, almost like regret over how fleeting it was, I dunno. I liked it, tbh