Insane tricklings
Of a mind, too long, alone
Drip, dripping
Cold drops falling to a steel sink

The water gathers
It pools as the blood
Feeding the thoughts
Of vengeance

Rational minds
In time rationalize
Irrational thoughts
Insanity’s formation

Soaked in a dishrag
Left in the empty sink
Sopping up each drop
Cold and regular

Insane tricklings
Of a mind, too long, alone
Drip, dripping
In a world that’s not his home