Insanity

Let me make a nest
in the quiet reaches of your mind
and silently I'll stay
laying seeds of doubt.
I'll leave no mess,
no trace--
but for a whisper of breath;
a shadowed depth.

Let my fingers gently,
ruffle through those
fluttering thoughts
and hushed ideas.
I'll not hinder
nor bother you.
But let me stay awhile more:
theres nothing else for sure?