Madness- The new creativity??

Grunting like pigs
snoring like donkeys
eureka!
pen, pencil, paper
a line, a curve, a scribble
looks like something
a man, a dog, mom?!
christened to be,
that your eyes percieve
maybe right, maybe wrong
a hit a miss?
ridiculed or praised
the other end was perplexed
worry not, for its called creativity
HONEY! its the creativity!

The Stick

This lean piece of wood,
supporting a wrinkled mass of life
step after step in doubt,
as the hand engulfs help.
Every muscle questioning,
sustenance of its very own
each competing with the other
falling, helplessly, deeper.
A sound echoed in every move,
of brittle bones and wailing hums.
Whose fault afterall,
trying to endure beyond capacity?
A silent sleep is the only hope
for each breath of consciousness.