There’s beauty in a silhouette
Despite the eyes I’ve never met
Her form takes shape and screams neglect
From lack of love to great extent
There’s the shadow of a marionette
A puppet on a string quartet
A solo act in-lieu of a duet
For someone who’s been heaven sent
The surest thing, the safest bet
The highest highs, the slow descent
Of lofty goals and warm sunsets
Instead, exists another ill content

Enthusiasm
An infection of the gods
I will never fit In
My soul exist lost
I live with a love
That doesn’t resist
Invisible as the keeper
As real as my fist

Alone I roam
I’m destined to travel
Through my mind’s eye
The ending unravels
Still the keeper remains aloft
And I wonder if he’s there
Waiting to receive me
Death my only fear

I wonder why I’m here.

Trapped in the frozen state
Look around stuck
Unread and jailed
Words of whimsy
In the frozen section
Sadness overtakes my direction
Get me out of here
And thaw me out
I will wait
Until you read my ink
It will warm your heart
Like a sculpture patiently made
My words waiting
With cries

Idly

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