I’ve been stuck
In a cycle
Of-
‘I don’t know’

How does one
Find, the-
‘Know’?

But I don’t know
Why I do
Half the things
I do

Do you?

Like a one-trick-pony
It’s the only words
I know

As a kid
building blocks

Inspired me
To create
Imaginative creations

Now

Building blocks
Are a metaphor for
Beginning a backbone

To a solid foundation
That helps you move forward

The man with a spherical  crown
He aspires to conspire
About the shadow realm

With shrunken shrines of human skulls
He suffered to sacrifice goats
And now found satisfaction through screens

Perhaps some day
I could try burfi,
Stuff myself silly
With this secret delicacy

So long, solo white king
Somewhere in a satire sufficient future,
Somehow they would use our carbon molecules
And particles from follicles as fossil fuel

and I'd be satisfied
If we died together.

She struck straight through me
With a sharp, silver, spear

She said she loved me
So I suppressed superstition

but now...

She stabbed me with a stimulant
That scared my soul

So much so that,
I feel sickening sadness

And show grey stained smiles.

‘Friends’-
That’s what she wrote.

That’s what ended it,
‘Friends’.

Ha!
How am I gonna recover?
If I text like everything’s A’ Ok?
I knew this was to good to be true...

‘Friends’-
That’s what ended it.

That’s what she wrote -
‘Friends’

Geez
Emotions are diving deeper now

Dancing through dandelion fields
Dragging my depression out of the darkness

Dam demons!
Got me drunk in danger

Derived from damage and delusions
Driving down a dangling edge

I’ve dabbled into the dark arts
And dreamed of dreariness

But...

She came into my life...

Is it finally L-

Love?...