Perspiration on my the window
humidity but simplicity
rain drops - tears
walk down my cheek
smoothly
the tears are no longer black
but a clearish'
blue
all due to
missing you

The sun and the moons analogy,
luminous the suns smile;
the warmth, assurance you the sun bring me.
Moon your gleam
when all is shadow and gloom
Pleasant sleep, not a weep.
Both bringing me light when the strings are pulled tight.

Recollecting memoir of a more pleasant time

The old man vague

Bottle or flask

deceive or mislead they do the same

dolorous darla,

she weeps a wistful whimper

Old crows hitch the feeble matron seems to be attentive

assisting with her dollar bills and *****

white horse

cheap wine

time to portray the role as nix bedrock

I’m a stranger in my own home
Look for me you’ll find me alone

Standing in a field of melancholy
“it ain't that bad”
You don’t understand the struggles I've had

grasping for a hand that isn't there
I go down under
thick hair and laced underwear

tainted lips of a painted picture
how can you figure i’m all here

falling pieces of myself along the way like the trail of cigarettes butts i leave
I’m slowing growing dimmer

perhaps a sinner
hanging on by a string, slice me out of this ugly world.