Writing is soliloquy
Manifesting itself
Into forms
More discernible
To senses
Of other
Conscious beings
Constructs seemingly
Of meaning
Deemed linguistically
For sure
And it graffitis on the wall
It still installs you in the store
And in contemporary
Swarms
Of trending-bending
Social norms
It still discordantly
Offends
Impends the galvanizing
Storms
And be assured
It will preserve us
Rise to serve us
When we’re nervous
And reverberate
Eternally
To verbalize
Discursive

Yea yea yea
Driving
The so cal
Let’s do this
We’ll find us some food
And then watch
As it soothes us
Remove us from cruising
The miles
Infuse them
And all the sounds
Quiet
I hear them
In ruins

Keep all your stars
Unaligned
Disarrayed
You’re afraid
What you feel for me
Isn’t the same
**** they say to you
Clay and glue
Molded and stuck
On this notion
Emotion’s
Just looking to ****
Or the universe
Curse
Is just energy ******
By another conflicting
Dope horoscope trope
When we both know this ends
With mortality’s rope
So submit to their cleverest
Platitude
Tunes
And reject my objection
To lunacy moons
If we can’t disagree
Peaceably and move on
Then the prospect
Of friends
Is already long gone

Lost again
Instantly
Dead to you
When
I have nothing to offer,
To give
Or to spend
And so bending
Not breaking
Descending
I tend
To forgive and forget
That you’re even my friend

Want to be out there
With you
But I’m here
A dim spark in the dark
Should your message appear
On my phone
In a text
But you’re busy I guess
And however impossibly
Cryptic it gets
Just rejoice in your voice
As if reading it
To me
In nearing depletion
Its songs would renew me
Imbue with tranquility
Peace in the fading
Beside you
As some kind of conflict
Is waiting
To enter the fray
Pulling us away
Nightly
In spite of
Reciting it
Slightly more
Lightly

Drove past where you stay
Several times today
Waiting
Not sure if you’re there
Can’t convince you to care
The one message unrest
Is a waking nightmare
Although revery
Ecstasies
Still concomitantly
Offer some solace
To me
Intermittently
Yes, she’s alive
Maybe crying inside
But I haven’t been
Fatally
Silent
Goodbye’d

The quiet disquieting
Dissonance rioting
Try as I might
To prevent it
Expiring
Worst case scenario
Thoughts
Keep conspiring
Prying my eyes from the screen
Is a chore
I just have to keep looking
Keep checking
For more
Disappointing
Discouraging clues
It’s old news
There is no one to talk to,
Relate to,
Bemuse