The scorptich man (made up word because I suck at titles)

[kolemath]

I like it cvan. it reminds me of an old soothsayer from antiquity. it speaks to the secret brilliance of crazy people. only one suggestion below

There is an old man in the
moss bound grove
who sits and cackles there.

He rattles his bones then for me, 'then' should be in the below line; i prefer the rhythm of this line and the next with that placement
screams to the sun
and tugs his matted grey hair.

But on milk moon‘s night
when blue bugs hums,
he whispers quotes of Voltaire.