Insanity* is not
doing the same thing over
and over
expecting a different result.

Because I do
a mathematics exam paper
every week
always getting a different result.

Insanity is not
loving someone that doesn't
love you
back the way you deserve.

Because I have
loved my grandfather
each day*
since death stopped his heart.

I wouldn't want to read your mind,
I would prefer to see your mind.
To see the world through your eyes and get lost in the dark creases of your folded memories ...
To see what you see when you look into my eyes ...
That would be the real privlege