Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Asylum

She says she's living next to him.

By the him I guess she means me,

Because sometimes she calls me Jim.

She says it's just a game that she

Plays as the clown and fool for fun.

She thinks I'll have her sent sway

For lock up, but I'm not the one

Who in her game does want to play.

She screams at me that I am mad,

When she suffers an insane fit.

That I must bear her too bad

Our personality is split.

And then she went to far somehow.

We're both in the asylum now!