I go into crazy


I go into crazy



I go into crazy

out of the linear stream.


Darkness is my umbrella,

keeps me cradled in what I know best.

It is the screen I sit and watch outward on,

see patchworks of colors, images suspended,

high-pitched volume, almost



I strain to listen,

and it is a golden pipe to slide up and down on,


soothing hummm.


I go into crazy, a private garden

where I sit with God – a bit like heaven

and a bit like hell


no congestion

no in-between



Copyright © 2014 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “The Magnolia Review” Volume 1, Issue 1, January 2015

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“Her (Allison Grayhurst’s) poetry appears visceral, not for the faint of heart, and moves forward with a dynamism, with a frenetic pulse. If you seek the truth, the physical blood and bones, then, by all means, open the world into which we were all born,” Anne Burke, poet, regional representative for Alberta on the League of Canadian Poets’ Council, and chair of the Feminist Caucus.

“What a treasure Allison Grayhurst is. Her gift? To unfold for us life at this intensity of feeling and revelation. Who knew truth and beauty could be so intertwined and so passionate?,” Taylor Jane Green BA, RIHR, CH, Registered Holistic Talk Therapist, and author of Swan Wheeler: A North American Mythology, Swan – A Planetary Mythology, and The Rise of Eros, 2014.



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