Madness

Madness is in the air.

Can you feel it?

There it sits,

On top of that pole,

Spreading its tendrils contently.

There it sits,

A maniacal grin spread across its face,

Drawing unsuspecting passers-by into its spell.

Oh, look, it has spotted you.

There it jumps,

Closing in towards you,

Wiggling those tentacles of insanity.

There it is,

Wrapping its arms around you,

As your scream muffles into oblivion.

Madness is in the air;

Can you feel it now?