No musk scented air,
Mango trees stand sans flowers;
Angry climate speaks!

Clouds like smoke fill the sky,
Pearl white ash becomes grime.
Sleep beckons me with its embrace,
Dreaming to strangle me
Under blankets of black.

Time devours feeling,
But death consumes everything.
I am the dirt underneath your nails,
Leave me to rot.
I want to decay with you.

If you know the words, sing along:
Indifferent hands control us all.
Chaos, destruction, escape -
As it begins,
So it will end.

I tire
Of fire
My skin
In need
Of rest

Topography
An eye can see
Each moment
That I lived

Dents and such
Wrinkles much
Meaty
Glossy
Sieve

Sitting on top an apex
My legs started to fall asleep
Stood up for a few seconds
Fell to the bottom

Funny is sought by most.
Found from coast to coast.
Thrills, adventures, and games to play.
You can find funny every day.
Jokes, falls, and hits.
Screams, tantrums, and fits.
On tv, videos, or seen.
Funny things are....keen.
To us or others, fun abounds.
Other times their just found.
Some times you make it.
Some times you fake it.
Dog licks a face, happy are we.
Such are the things funny to me.