Rocking Horse

no one can really understand insanity it sinks below depths of our humanity something so small, a grenade, atomic mess, bodies blown to bits as the gas suffocated earth- it's that clench, that gasp- that knot you fear. And it eats you alive the more you endure such imaginative qualities, and you sit there unknowingful uninformed; while envy develops; you sat there admitting in horribly brutal honesty- but your eyes forgot the plan cause the guilt shot through and that look- that look- i've seen it before.