Keep Art Alive :: Art by Jeremy Enecio
“And so a secret kiss,
brings madness with the bliss,
and I will think of this,
when I’m dead in my grave.
Set me adrift and I’m lost over there,
and I must be insane,
to go skating on your name,
and by tracing it twice.
I fell through the ice,
There is comfort in the madness sometimes, the split of sanity that is required to tumble down into those unrequited fantasies. Things about green grass and the want of what is out of reach circle through the inner workings of my mind, coloring in the in-betweens with doubt and jaded regret. This will only turn us into madness, so why do we persist?
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?;
‘That depends a good deal on where you want to get to, ‘said the Cat.
‘I don’t much care where – ‘said Alice.
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘-So long as I get somewhere,’ Alice added as an explanation.”
~ Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll
Alice :: Tom Waits