Annabelle Marie

Once it’s realized

that creativity

is the beginning 

of derangement

then the ideas can flow

from mouth

and finger

and pencil

to the edge of the despairing world

and back to the hand 

of it’s creator.

Does sense need to be seen

or heard

while nonsense drifts

through crushing rationality?

Must everything be

made and obtained 

to be tangible within 

your choking grasp?

Let ingenuity slip through

your freezing fingers,

give someone just a little bit

of unfrigid

breathing room.

Relax the tension 

and chill your way through 

the maze of Annabelle Marie:

The girl with a thousand faces

and a thousand ideas

much larger

and more complex

than anyone of us

can ever imagine

or understand.


-Haley