Shreds: “And I Alone”

Marco Delrio

Corrupt’d by the dawn’s delay,
So vague, yet true, in precise array.
I sketch on paper sounds anew
And thou dost ask if madness grew.
To answer brings no peace, thou’rt wroth,
Demanding truth, thoul’lt second both,
Perchance ‘tis true, and thus thou sigh,
And I alone, the world passes me by.