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Mad Man

In the locked mind of a madman
So dark, so cruel, so thoughtless
To the depth of the inner Martian 
Unfamiliar to a peace of mind
The peace of mind that comes 
With meaning purpose and reason
All reason gone with the wind
Like a leaf falling from a tree 
The tree of life’s fuckery 
Laughing at you smiling I’m your face 
Come sweet calm
But not the calm before the storm
The calm of a sweet sweet kiss
The sorrow of a sad sad soul
A tortured soul of existence 
Into the pain of a mind so torn
Torn between solace and defeat

— streshenkofftheresa, Jun 21, 2026

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The poem commits fully to its central subject — a mind in distress — and sustains that focus from the opening "locked mind" through the closing image of being "torn between solace and defeat." That final line is the strongest in the piece: it names a genuine tension rather than simply asserting suffering, and the pairing of solace against defeat gives the speaker's struggle a shape the reader can hold onto.

The technique of repeating a word and then turning it offers real potential here. "All reason gone with the wind / Like a leaf falling from a tree / The tree of life's fuckery" picks up "tree" and pushes it somewhere unexpected, and the same move drives "the calm before the storm / The calm of a sweet sweet kiss." When this device redirects rather than merely echoes, it works. Where it leans only on doubling for intensity — "sweet sweet," "sad sad" — the effect flattens, since the repeated adjective tells the reader how to feel rather than showing why. Choosing one or two of these turns to develop, and cutting the purely intensifying repetitions, would let the strongest instances stand out.

The imagery is most alive when it is concrete. The falling leaf is a clear, grounded picture. By contrast, much of the language stays in the register of abstract statement: "thoughtless," "meaning purpose and reason," "a tortured soul of existence." These name emotional states directly rather than rendering them, and because they accumulate, the poem asserts pain more often than it lets the reader feel it. The line "Laughing at you smiling I'm your face" gestures toward something vivid and unsettling, but its grammar is hard to follow — "I'm your face" may be a typo for "in your face," and the shift to "you" arrives without preparation. Clarifying who is laughing and at whom would sharpen one of the poem's more striking moments.

One craft decision worth weighing: the speaker and the "madman" seem to blur, and the sudden "you" suggests a second presence. Deciding more deliberately whether this is one consciousness speaking, or two figures in tension, would give the emotional arc a firmer spine and help the closing line land with more force.

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