I wandered in my disarray
How could it be?
Then, busted
Out of the clear madness
Did I stumble upon a seed
That racked my brain
Tormented my soul
Callused all my pain
And sent me on my merry way
Life but now so plain.
Category: darkness
Mastery (day 2964)
Witnessed
And abruptly shot
Ministry of pain
And society of lust
Consumed and obeyed
Falling evermore for trust
Reason and Science
Brothers made from different dust
Elevation
And a mastery of art
Anger and confusion
To each to gather as they must
Frightful Moon (day 2963)
I woke up in a frightful moon
Glowing against the night
Forgotten where I had come from
Horizon on my mind
Spoke three words
That came to mind
Left no trace of my passing
Then, without much further warning
Snuck off into night.
Shadows of Midnight (day 2958)
What spoke at me had not begun yet:
Shadows of midnight,
Forgotten years of destruction,
Long lineups of that which you can.
Into the light of gobsmack,
Can you be my midnight
If the Angel could alight?
Lost souls of yet spoken madness.
Be my witnessed sentry
Gallon of blood tonight.
Bushel (day 2954)
This is not the answer nor should it be left misunderstood
Gods carefully listened but none took action
Forgotten and dead lay the bushel of corn
Raspy, hoarse, brown
Thickening day lay low
And Divine Interpretation was a plan that could not be laid
For dead leaves had fallen and no new growth was expected
Until the decaying layers of slumber departed
Swift onset of thaw set in for another season under her breast.
I Want to Feel You (day 2952)
I want to feel you
Until the lonesome bubbles
Fade away from my open eyes,
Huddled in the darkness;
Wooden chair holding
My scissors and notebook.
I want to feel you
So the open pages
I haven’t found to mark
Stay to the light
Forever low
Outside your door;
Knocking my heart
Ceases, overwhelmed by thunder.
Dunes (day 2949)
I have withered in my seams
A coldness I knew that grew
A steady drop, a loud kerplunk
Awoken from my slump
Yet even in my deepest throngs
A gap that loosened up
Trajectory and motivate
Scraggley weeds at the dunes
Sock (day 2946)
I’ve lost the faith like my ancient sock
Fallen and gambling
Delayed and betrayed
Tied to the system but still struggling on
Finding a meaning in spite opposition
Trying as if it was on my mind
To be the only one left standing
As if alone on the wall would be perfect
You know the moon never sings
Though she sits still and observes
It’s me who sings here every night
Stretched and waning in a mood yet understood
Worn out for the ransom.
Forever (day 2944)
You’d better not steal the show
Before the guests leave the room
Lost and confused
Like red in the eye
Of Three happy youngsters
Who married the feeling
That covered their sadness
Locked in two rusty fences
Six days till November
And their faces all fallen
Cold in their bones singing
What mud cannot speak
With gospel now favoured
With two plates of pasta
And a belly that rumbles
Remaining the sideshow
Forever untitled.
Lovers and the Fools (day 2936)
You dont scare me anymore
Like you did when I used to work
At the Army store
I count my time by setting sun
No longer the closing time
Hours loitered
My beautiful found function
That waltzed with me across the floor
Hand in hand
Cosmic information overload
Scatterd in my brain
Like dry roasted peanuts
Lingered, loitered,
Massive panic attack
In the darkness of forgotten
Lovers and the fools.