Unwelcome Guests

The oscillations of kinship
attracted the vulture flies
to the decaying cadaver
of my intellect.
The escaping of putrescent gases
intoxicated them to the hysteria
of temporary sanity.
But I did not linger
too long in the stifling shade
of Eden’s tree.
I departed in haste,
anxious to reach
the point of my departure,
only to find to my false and careless dismay
that it had metamorphosed
into the antique past
of my mind,
that subtle and sublimated guest-list
for Society’s Party.

Standing in midnight sojourn
on the balcony of my solitary summit,
I viewed the myriad paths of approach,
each one simple in its complexity.
I feel secure.