Poetry and flash fiction

Madness (Insanity)

Madness

I saw madness in the middle of the highway, she was crouched like a lone dandelion in the middle of the road, rocking back and forth and back and forth, cradling her legs to her chest as she whispered her secrets with a face aching smile to the stick figures on the clouds.

Madness has a laugh that slices all joy within you, upon hearing it, you may feel a crack in your heart that will deepen with each breath, overflowing with liquid hot pain. And madness is still laughing. Why is she still laughing?

Some say madness got left at the altar, maybe that's why she floods her insides with scorching whisky? So that maybe if she drinks enough, the memory she wants to forget will float to the back of her throat, where she can cough it out, and find her normality.

But for now madness just keeps on glitching-twitching, her head constantly jittering as if she was suffering aftershocks from a seizure, and liquid whisky is pouring out of madness' eyes and the petals of her dandelion hair are flying everywhere and "no! stop. I haven't made my wish yet!"

And leaking eyes turns into floods as madness' laughs gets louder and the stick figures on the clouds start to hide, cars fling onto their backs and people scream as madness holds her stomach in silent wheezes, and the liquid pain is everywhere and crack crack crack madness is cracking her knuckles again and it's causing voids to fill with a desperate plead for silence and the mountains start to crash within on themselves. 

 The sky is screaming at madness to stop but she's not listening and laughter turns into a storm and beeping trucks on a highway and planes in the sky and 

crack crack crack and church bells. 

 Silence.

 Madness weeps as she blows upon her dandelion hair, 

sanity, please, give me sanity.