An act of kindness for a frown
see a body gasp in disbelief
A distant image so profound
I put it in a jar with my sleep

Now the time comes back around
asking me what I need for my release

Now the time makes no sound
knowing there is no reprieve

I suppose I could use this sign
to make a foundation without a leak

I suppose I could create a crime
that makes the last one seem so bleak

Instead I'll just stand next to this lie
and ask it to finally come clean

Instead I'll compromise for the sake of my growing grief

Do you know where the time goes
when your mind is a no show?

Nicotine from a thoughtful fiend
circles under it's eyes saying go go go

We shoot the skies to ease the final flights of bodies made for free fall

No thought for there distant cries knowing it was only souls on recall

"Are you even listening?''

Window perception
Eyes on the horizon
Sunburst chaos
Tin foil clouds
Hang them by a string

''There's something seriously wrong with you''

An abrupt intrusion
Sky high demon
Make the mark
Make the grade
Conspiring a tragedy
No salvation here

''I think he checked out''

A stop on the way
A vacant mind for exploring
Touch the walls
Monstrous obstruction
Tiptoe around it

''But look he's still here''

Weary eyes on the dial
Point them true
Jaw breaks free
Voice box on the move

''What did he say?''

Explain my affliction
Explain my condition
Reconstructed logic
Reasonable madness

''He's speaking nonsense''

Sighs for the lifetime
Sighs for this timeline
Silence for these strangers
Keeping this reality

A car full of crazy

each mask fully functional

Wine stained logic with the auto pilot motions

I only wanted a new copy of "The Plague"

I gave my last one to a stranger who ask me my thoughts on the human condition

Somehow traffic sticks and I'm left with a stagnant wave that cannot be traversed

My passengers are all professionals in their respective fields of strange

I'm not sure where I found them or how they gained entry

They told me when we first met

"A vehicular persuasion can be potent"

I nod like I understand

With only pocket lint powder and tree's

surely they will have no words purchased

They ask me this and that like I have a clue

With two days no sleep and an unshakable humming of the eardrum

I am on the brink of bronchitis and padded squares

finally we arrive and I leave them to their nonsense

they all went next door to a pool hall

I bought all the Camus I could

I left them there for discovery

I Bring nutrition
but your spoons are always black
So you still starve
who am I to judge?
I have my vices as well
just none that sinister

I found you two days later
arrangements unsteady
So I line them up to ease confusion
still you claim no perception feels whole

I found you one week later
nobody knew your name
But the eyes said freak
Indifferent walls built out of habit

I claimed this body was mine
We came from the same sandbox you see

I lift you up
but your eyes lack recognition
Strangers say leave it be
he doesn't belong to you
Smartphones capture pain
surely one million hits by tuesday

I look on in horror

No words to comprehend such brutality

Grabbing your soul I take you away from all this

Knowing now your need for escape

But I am unable to understand the need for obtaining it so destructively

I wish I could remember the face
sky high homeless
Spins the route
screaming at nothing
Suited satans
move it over
Indifferent hands

Dim room decadence
piano bar
Sand crusted
coke crusted
Make them laugh
make me fly

Swamp excursion
out of the way
Into the night
No time for a plan
Strange actors
strange parts

Remember the plot
elude the destination
Made it intact

Handgun wedding
unsure relations
Nervous for love
nervous for hate
Questions
so many questions
No correct answer
no reasonable explanation
Tried excuses

Slow sigh
accept the body
Discard the mind
Ride the mental
stop the ride

I came here with a handful of obscurity

Shall we map the systems that provokes such absurd musings?

Shall I speak into a seamless glitch now subjected to frantic stitching?

I assemble dispersive prisms to offset the mindset that all scenes remain black and white

Common courtesy was not an invitation for empathy

These conclusions full of color are not the product of serendipity

Flash fuzzy for a brain full of huddles

Deflect another reject with a space full of  arrangements

Misconstrued some mutiny and provoke a bystander into pieces

Second hand clockwork will never ease anticipation

Fine tuned nights clarify a need for self destruction

Blue moons sensationally sidetracked by habitual disconnection

I am exhausted

I close my eyes to negate surprise but my blinks always come too late

Farewell to the freak show I never knew your trajectory

I only observed when that final nerve fell into animosity

how primitive is a derivative of life?

how potent is a notion full of strife?

I am an advocate of strange

I am a pocket full of loose change

I am a crutch for nothing

I only have a pull cord and a body full of stuffing

All I know comes from sidetracked spirals full of feeling

All I know is the abstract remains king

My sound broke so I'm suspended in silence

That's okay because these ears hear too much

I sit here head throbbing
Westside window perception
chipped paint with the dead fly

The can man collects his cart
shoes need mending
Soul needs comfort

Bags of treasure
he has it gladly
Rattles down my street
off for a penny
Only an empty echo
scrap for a malt beverage
Sometimes life is that simple

I have a four pawed companion

It's not mine but sometimes he knocks on my door

Which is just fine because I can barely handle myself

We sit in quiet

Watch the tree sway and garbage gather

He stayed away tonight
cold weather being the culprit I hope

No time for the calls at my windows
I know she only wants madness
and I am exhausted

People come

Checking on a body to make sure it was in working order

They say I will give them cancer from worry

I appreciate the intention
I resent the implication

I fear love

but was never cold enough to deny it

You must understand

I no longer recognize your faces

Please forgive me...

I never was a very good human

However

You may find comfort in the following confusion

You see

When I find myself in the mirror

I too am greeted by a familiar stranger

Sometimes

I feel as if there is something truly profound about love and hate

Both numbing in their exhaustion and best reserved for a proper patron

Both humbling in the fallout

The generations are numerous in this conviction for folly

Other times I feel its merely chemicals reacting in a hungry skull

Navigating lonesome anatomy into collisions for the sake of a secondary pulse


Still

A shortcut in my quiet moments...

When I discard my bulwark and realize I only thrive in seclusion

Is it lethargy or lunacy when I reject connection?

A tick of panic in my crowded moments...

When shoulders mingle in spaces fully saturated with gizmos and vain distraction

How potent is creation?

F*ck away the time and we may call it heaven

****** into chaos and we weave new homes for hurting

The scenes we preconceive are never as fantastic as the actual trajectory

When we come faceless and wanting

we may find time to ponder a perfect rotation

But once the whirlpool winks we can barely grasp the remnants of imaginary

If you have a voice and message it will surely articulate itself

Its in those muted moments when we doubt it exists

But writing is not some phase for the souls left suspended by a mad world

nor is it a passing craze for the ones who know chaos resides in quiet spaces

for the ones whose momentum is acutely inclined for folly

for the ones who deconstruct like a tortured time bomb

You all know who you are

It is simply the only way we can make sense of life's absurd rotation

Its the only way we can calm these hums that crowd our heads

The ones with ticks like panic seeping

The ones who lay sleepless with strange scenes and exhausted distractions

forgetting to breathe until the ink spills reason

We know sometimes our minds go where the body cannot follow

With no way to accommodate these abrupt transitions into impeccable storms

We interpret how we fall and do our best at stability

We stumble into renditions of frantic omissions

Constructing voids and fine tuning self destruction

Writing keeps us sane

but will surely be our undoing

So smile for the gift of justified obscurity

Sigh for the myth that claims all pain is accounted for

Find a balance and do your best to negate the banshee

This has been a message from one addled poet to the rest

I've seen your pain and hope you refrain from despondency

The world needs you now more than ever

PLEASE

Never stop writing

Sometimes I feel like breathing is my worst habit

Sometimes my reflection sighs for stability and this skin doesn't make sense

But life is to ridiculous for a short cut

Best to take the long way and dodge nonsense with a smile

These moments come with no invitation but I find peace in madness

Insanity is purity walking a fine line
I'm sure most would disagree

Brain chemistry is animalistic in origin  and I find beauty in it's chaos

Life's momentum shapes perception and I do what I can for navigation

We fall into each other in rapid succession craving warmth and reason

After a time we break away numb and confused denouncing all emotion

Still

Humor is all I find on these days  worlds collide

Stagnant crowds terrify me

No escape routes make me primitive

Existing for the sake of ground work makes me sickly and despondent

Writing soup filled stanzas is the only tool I have for peace

Abstract antics make this mess seem sensible

I often wonder if this madness is self inflicted

I often scold myself for being so self absorbed

Still

I smile for disorder

even those distracted by a contrived mediocrity

shake loose the ridiculous

Who else besides the mad could traverse such an irrational world?

Practice makes it humble
Precision makes it extraordinary

My circle never stays stationary and confusion remains reclusive

Solidified by a life spent in limbo

Silenced by a jaw made mute with awe

They said my theory proved reckless and I except such a judgment

Why must I make these stable scenes shrink into obscurity?

Chance encounters of the chemically inclined

A sandbox youth I once knew

Stumbled into my space while shopping for citrus

He ask me when I lost my mind

I ask him what is time?

His reaction invited nothing

expressionless like saintly statuary

A self proclaimed speaker of jury junctions

Casually clustered for ones dismissal

A city full of strangers
designed for display

Buttons like diamonds
boots like an empty echo

Tube trance propulsion

shoulders crowded and snug

Ignore the madman arguing with nobody

Imagine what is said between his pauses

Fill the spaces left for disconnection

A smile for your stupor

I know it's an easy remedy for approval

I know some are more susceptible for the stumble

lacking the proper bulwark for such old world hysterics

Leave this one be

let him try his luck with despondency

Surely a fine tuned cynicism was his undoing?

We wore these sublime stained expressions so proudly

Tossed some mud and dodged the predators

We had truly achieved chemical nirvana

Short switch and the ignition burns fast

Make believe bombs for a make believe world

bright lights from an old time explosion

Blue green skies fully disrupted

Wrought with pinstriped lines and popped cloud clusters

Abstract and animalistic patrons for this viewing

we came down for a time

but soon realized there never was a good reason

Cannon loaded and funky we shoot back into space

Mismatched farewells with the grudge filled quirks

We populated the moon because we left a trash heap

Blotting anyone who arrived for curiosities sake

Soon we had a nonsense circus that floated with a lack of gravity

we found the space monkey

he  was driven insane from potassium deficiency

still he turned into a smile when offered a crutch for his madness

Why find a remedy when you can perpetuate profound insanity?

One kaleidoscope for the world's viewing

look down and witness the action

We watch trying to comprehend such animosity

Progress left with the dinos
fossilized and forgotten

Spontaneously combust and an arm chair is left smoldering

View through tilted physics and sky high perception

Laugh and back slap for bets won

that war was avoided

this one is inevitable

Shall we estimate this year's hunger?

Shall we rationalize all these downward hysterics?

I think I will stay moon strapped and confused

No urge can be conjured to make that trip back to earth

With a lack of God up here for complicating

We may have found the secret for peace

we never did come down

why?

why not?

indeed sir

Indeed

Make sense of this please
when does the earth stop spinning?

Raise the dial a few degrees
let the old time keep spending

Low down and the throat grows cold
Lost nobility slowly sifting

Toes curl for impact in the rows
Brown bagged and stunning

Slow roll and dig another hole
No love lost inside this room

Cold steel and a mind slowly folds
Watch the confines come into bloom

Grow new molds for the choke
Isolate this profound confusion
Pick the crows off weary bones

Someday
we
can
create

I say goodnight you revamped insanity

I leave the best for you

Take the stones and start throwing
Hate is fuel for something true

Nobody knows where the conclusion lies

Best we just keep running

Slow motion makes more sense when fast forward keeps confusing

Pull grime from the bristle

Go ahead and brush away your grinning

Someday it's all going to make sense....

When dissecting obscurity

you must possess a mind designed for mutiny

When habits gather for scrutiny

blinks are the only reprieve

When reality is no longer graced with a reasonable view

A soul may stumble into coma mechanics

I am reclaiming silence inside a crowded skull

deconstructing voices once gracefully assembled

I am rewiring panic into reasonable hums

manifesting madness as a casual observer

I am watching the sun retreat into shade

as if overwhelmed by its own creations

I am consumed by an obscure obligation

finding sense in shattered jaw logic

I can never blink fast enough

so many perceptions denying reality

I am doing my best for an accidental existence

one operating under the illusion of transparency

Compose yourself carefully

your reconstruction may replace a proper requiem

A clock reaches ******

notice the tenacity and accommodate its ticking

The reflection renders exhaustion

so much energy for a worlds acceptance

one pliable pause may replace this madness

anticipate something more than just existing

I've seen the faces after free will falters

how the sighs replace the seasons

hollow expression like a dime store display

Inside the minds

A parasite proves rational

This hysterical need for the perpetual head nod

Knowing a shake may shatter the shallow shambles you call solidarity

An old man fell victim to pacification
I still see him laying there
body twisted and spent

I remember thinking how undignified he looked

How undignified we all look
when an abrupt transition to violence consumes us

Hysteria in the masses leads to now
leads to whirl winds
leads to fear and pointless chaos

Then we are left with nothing but a burnt out shell
As fragments of are carefully contrived realities begin to crumble

The worst part?

We stand there in the aftermath beat down to indifference asking how did this happen?

Reach for the mirror

It appears the fatalist has won the day

What way is that to live?

No sense in an artificial sunset
So I paint my ceilings into space
No sense in this progression
So I bow for time displaced
No roots for a sound foundation
So I make room for flight
No time for a world's creations
So I paint my day into night

You broke the mold in two
and time came for you
No time for strife
or a vengeful right
Gravity on the move

A black hole for you
go ahead
blind your gloom
pick another day
but you'll stay away
you know it's true

You made it out to soon
concrete for your tomb
But you left this space
full of cold and gray
I can still feel you

There it was

A plastic goddess

Voice box filled with concern
and seduction

''why so sad?''

''why so malicious?''

No purity here
no requiem for this show
Sparks fetch fire
patterns fetch fear
Disposition suggest insanity
can only shrug
So I'll equipped
for such an impulsive process

You were arguing with someone who didn't exist

Your rebuttals were interrupted

but I hear no voices persist


What world have you constructed?

What perception is needed for this?


Unseen monsters trail your shadow

painting scenes with stolen hues

How could you ever know?

time is a ****** full of blue


Some creatures need a potent distraction

one absent of a conflicting reality

Some fade into glowing contraptions

minds unaware of a virtual duality

My actions can no longer be defined

I dance across catwalks in my mind

I dare not let myself slip

Gazing down

I see a faded clown waving back at me

Mouthing words that sound so absurd coming from a painted expression

''Descend so I can ascertain your motives!''

When I come down...

I see it's merely my reflections sense of humour and I screamed

''Suspend my silence for the sake of nonsense I suppose you have that right!''

Startled by my outburst

I watch myself begin to crack and falter

I panic knowing this is no place for a showdown

I fall at my feet and hysterically shatter for stability

Gathering up my pieces I mumble my motives

''How dare you disturb the cleanliness I have brought to this madness''

Putting them in my pocket I make my way back to normalcy

Calm hand for the matrix

digital persuasions static responses

Talk show host for nobody

Desert air broadcast and the paranoid keep digging

Why does this nowhere box hum with purpose?

with no direction for its current

surely somewhere dead space shines bright

highway lights and insect genocide

I wonder if they ever know

no lines for the feeding

wires cut at birth and an eye stays vacant

A stagnant crowd for navigating

watch the faces express the expressionless

puddle splash and the *** growls deeply

never seen with calm sight only misplaced anxiety

Fall behind Apple cart and another immigrant starves

don't mistake that tye dyed painter for the sky

she is nearly finished with her masterpiece

the clouds seem real but the rain never falls

with this knowledge I make ground for hydration

Hay trucks driven for a racist farmer

he paid well but inspired nausea

prairie dry with the Yankee cassette tapes

he spent his entire life on the same one hundred acres

yet he claimed worldly insight into why he deserved and others didn't

Some folks on the road inspire hope and happy

An alarming amount prove sinister and spiteful

made it home but I'm not sure why

this space is known and these streets sufficiently trampled

Concrete nineties insignia
tree house trash pile
Home warmth and comfort

this will do
this I can manage

Swollen skies collapse splendidly

Earth bound and abrasive

You surrender into concrete and nowhere knolls

Windows echo your impact

Each drop emphasized by a muted musing

Falling separately in your haste

You reunite once shattered

Across your vast grey expanse

Ponds patter
puddles pool
Rivers lengthen
confines complicate

Hydrate the oxygen
let it taste your acidity

Wash away the insect empires
let them rebuild under calmer skies

No dams constructed
No moats for a world's draining

Disregard their momentary show of force

It was fleeting compared to your timeless tinkering

You left with proper notice

A gift I suppose

So many meet tragedy abruptly

Cookie cutter hysterics with the comfort casserole

life claimed another timeline

Since there are no half measures with the void

I will simply bring you a requiem

I swallow my nature for your passing

A broken car progression

A common misconception

Most of its passengers remain space phone faded

cancelled and cozy

It's your one day of stop light freedom

They stay red and we keep driving

A pity

You can no longer revel in this small defiance

A family plot far from the highway

Hysterical mechanical madness still clings to the breeze

There is no escaping the sounds of a worlds momentum

even as you're laying it to rest

This is where I'll stay someday the old heads tell me

I flee from the thoughts such a statement commands

I'm still running

Knowing there is surely no room for my ghost

Excuse me

I am a sickly structure with an abstract affliction

I only see in madness

I only came here because I need an excuse for existing

A low day for this brain box

But what constitutes normalcy?

Fine lines for strutting and a head full of holes

I never know what it needs

I found domiciles consumed by powder rockets and fuzzy fiends  

full of cosmic jokes and silver wrapped trinkets

full of window taps and shattered reflections

Plastic plateaus circled by virtual vultures

Capturing memory and chemical persuasions

Pocket tucked and indifferent for the sake of an easy dispersement

Disassembled depravity reassembled for hilarity

A fine insect coating for the main stream

Cancelled glances accompany hysterical stances

what an exhausting display of vanity

Smile for the ghosts who need the most

Smile for the muted mechanics and static responses

I left my plots behind

they are now victims of consumption

scavengers of extravagance

ravaging the proper somewhere over my shoulder

A distant echo now

I want to tear it all down

Skies like lunacy

Earth like excess

between these scenes

Lies a distracted remedy for a nonsensical trajectory

No oxygen left that hasn't been spoken for

Breathe in another song and exhale the sorrow

It is not mine

nor is it yours

We are intruders in an otherwise flawless formality

Distant sighs under spotlight saturation

I've seen stranger souls shrug in defeat

Another jaw made slack by an unhinged notion

Puzzled by such purity in obscurity

how can one do it justice?

Parasite queens traversing my makeshift bulwark

Nefarious creatures straying from complacency

PLEASE LEAVE ME BE

wait...

Maybe you were never real and this pulse was inspired by lunacy

composing scenes full of painted expressions for easier navigation

Maybe time performed some primitive surgery

reassembling a collection of abstract hysterics for an exhausted ghost

Maybe the rain has a more sinister purpose for these crowded spaces

worlds briefly splattered with reflections rendering disbelief

I stuttered for solidarity when I ate the plot line

A functioning madman said help myself because he can feel confusion

Shrill sounds of motion in colorful backdrops
Sometimes plastic faces make easy friends
But what does that make me?

I feel flesh when I inquire into my existence
But how do I know this reflection is mine?
Is this me?
Is this you?
I wait for an answer
But these walls echo anxiety

Shattered jaw logic solidifies fluid motion

It's stagnant intrusion makes minds break

Who can sustain a scene filled with such artificial means?

Quite the sight for a blind man's guide

Who in his shock let his master wander into traffic

A scream and a screech
Burning rubber for the nostrils
Broken glass for times capture
Watch it all with rooftop perception

Quiet relief inside a freak show
he says beauty builds inside
Shakes a snow globe
time stained hands
Sighs at the momentary show

monotony rules glass confines

Paper bag sneakers for a broken traveler
irony makes him cozy
No glory in starvation
he fell under a first worlds shadow
Broken by nutrition

Suited fiends
high on God
Demanding dollars for salvation
I only have pocket lint
But they take it anyway
Creatures of habit I suppose

I've never met a talking snake I didn't like

Stop
the
ride
please

I came out here hoping for a clue

I found satisfaction
I'm feeling quite nice

I fell away from the rest
lost in a man made haunting
I still felt the joy of transparency

That last moment of ecstasy is where true inspiration lies

However it's fleeting through such  chaotic vision

Sometimes the wires hanging for communication unravel from neglect

Out here in these forgotten spaces breathing comes easy

One can forget his nature and succumb to a more primitive state

In this form simplicity reigns
walk with ease
Sun tinted and dusted
Nature's natural weave woven

But free will is such a beautiful mishap

So to sacrifice that gift for the sake of slow motion seems cowardly

An ignition falters in light of these new procedures

I come back down to earth once in awhile

Sitting here now I feel the humor that caused my last collapse

Watch the complex complicate for the sake of boredom

The strings attached breathe simplicity

So strange these creations
We make them hurriedly
Excusing lives lost for comfort

I came here hoping to unwind

but this carbonation hinders my side step

I hear the hum of the suburban atrocities

I care not for your new satin curtains or white picket fences

Why does your happiness have to be mine?

I have no interest in your self pasta steamer

I feel only joy and confusion that your yoga cancellation is the biggest bad of your day

So I look out of my corners wishing for an escape

In the distance that sanctuary already long forgotten

I see the pines and lack of hate communicated

I ease out of the flesh boxes and word salads

Make my way back to that high point where I roam with that universal flaw

That too much of oneself leads to unhinged behaviour and flight in the most hysterical

A fading emotion

Incoherent

Yet pulsing

Hit the highway

A glimpse of heaven in the sun

But no way to climb in

Street lights shine on a familiar backdrop
Shadows retreat into cornered confines
Left only to observe

Crash course tendencies finally illuminated
double takes for a familiar stranger

Mouth movements say embrace me
a momentary relapse of insanity

Caught weak with loneliness
I accept this perception
I embrace it's physical nature
I feel it's calming shade
Everything makes sense again

Maybe the answers came on to strong causing this perception to abruptly fade

Maybe this body was never real

Made up of patchwork flesh and nonsense anatomy for motions sake

I came back for a nostalgia trip high on preconceived notions

I'm left choking on the remnants of a life that was left for obscurity

Voices fighting for space
I needed silence the most
I no longer recognize my face
I grow tired of seeing your ghost

Complaints may be filed with the doorman

He has remastered the plastic smile


I was derailed temporarily

A rhyme and a reason took my composure

I'm back now

virtual and completely unhinged

Although I'm not sure on my physical

I smile for these more absurd moments

Speed by citrus sale and we beg for vitamins


Ramble for a slow heart rate and I feel my frenzy

They say I'm a mean person

Pluck a bloom for decoration

never mind it's microscopic objections

they say my mind needs medications

the why's and why not

lost with my childhood fun house

I may weave new blankets

sell them to natives small pox free

Currently my thumbs are in a perpetual stage of mutiny

I attempt to starve them into submission

Their resolve proves stronger than mine

I raid the pantry


Delicious delusion

How you propelled my recent episode

funk blaster and the legs mingle

cry into tilted cup and drink indignation

I came for these more sublime moments

stuck in a wave of blue nostalgia

familiar faces propped on nonsense anatomy

smile for the default expressions

with new shoes of the finest canvas

I was feeling quite nice

Somewhere along the way I lost myself

This house was not mine

unknown walls divide strange spaces

Fake paradise festers
cornered and contrived

Closer examination reveals plastic leaf and dusted hedges

my disappointment knows no bounds

boom box throw back and we run out of batteries

The musicians where too faded for orchestration

Sometimes we lose the plot

Sometimes it's elusive nature proves more worthwhile

I bring news from the void

All is not well

I haven't slept in days

I'm high on sunbeams and pondering muted static

This is no place for a sane mind or innocent persuasion

I've never been inspired by peace

so I suppose I should have expected chaos

I never could understand an easy distraction

so I was left with an excessive amount of time

Delusional toys for minds susceptible to malfunction

My only scenery is a cardboard cut out of the cosmos

Oh what bittersweet displays it provokes

A misplaced monster comes knocking

Faceless with a cup of rain for my soul

It has no place in the world so we get along famously

Often times I surrender my curiosity to the ridiculous

I starve it into submission and never stop

I talk hysterically in empty spaces

Dawn dazed and the birds wont stop screaming

life stays sequestered behind plaster and window blinds

A small reprieve from the concrete choked landscapes we traverse so heedlessly

My body is currently in a state of sabotage

No peace for an exhausted ghost

Anatomy wrought with numb mechanics

I laugh for something resembling sanity

My echoes fall behind and that old familiar tick descends

Panic until the ink spills reason even if I'm the only nod

It consumes like sickness and I begin the pace patterns

Understand its all for nothing

Chain smoke until the lungs revoke my right to oxygen

I found stability while begging for an erratic intervention

I found my words provoke more than an easy reaction

Maybe I can perceive a fine tuned world

One that spins rationally

still I see faces unfurl

Smeared with pollution and haphazard expressions

Slow motion vanity for the casual observer

temporary worlds blissfully sidetracked  

I am the stranger that I never intended

Smile for disorder

Interruptions come
mind put on hold for a time

Static from a lazy radio

Fear in that it starts to make sense

Maybe the rhythm perpetuates these hysterical thoughts

Something buried beneath dead time and reclusive

Morning birds remind one of sunlit obligations

Night madness a fading headache

Coffee with a smoke
the sanity sweets prevail
Find the mind and walking shoes

Drop the lint
Let gather in corners

Fill pants with vices and communication

No key or king found
scattered about and elusive
Full pockets make me panic

A pill for peace
sticks in the throat
None to be had
the water goes down metallic
Syrup thick and flu ridden

One too many and I'm out the door

Stream line crowd
install and plug in
Nausea for the observer
his face fell in with rest

Small voices with the loud ones
Deafening in their articulation

Please

Leave me be

Watch the space girl burn another mentality

Smear the mask and cry into tilted cup

The mind hurts and wishes for alien behavior

Never knowing how savagely human it could be

These eyes so fleeting seem distant galaxies compared to this world so abrasive

I see worm holes and star bursts in the pupils

Collisions and time created
world's destroyed
Hope restored

But solidarity remains elusive
I find it dusty and spiteful
We never stood a chance

Life told me I **** at making people happy

But I'm great at making them think

Clockwork declares my trajectory tenacious

Never has it seen such animosity towards existing

My sincerity is matched only by electricity extinguished for better imagining

My demons come from seasons spent consumed by a dripping faucet

Its my only consistency in this perpetual spill

The waves crash into porcelain

I hear it above everything

handheld seas and garbage bird dawns

I'm left wading with sharks

Emphasized spirals of sickness

My condition is nothing special

The mind fuzz declare my brain addled

I still pay the bills but always with a sane display

fearing the snug plug of an electro shock embrace

My imagination is measured in concrete stretches

0rgy arcades and gun powder prisms

liquor lounges with dim lit kings

I no longer linger here

I'm ripped apart by casual tragedy

Surely

This adaptation we consume will prove fleeting in its distraction

Thoughtful fiends ever receding

I choke when I remember there is no such thing as an innocent grace

My perceptions have always come in the depths they do

How would I know if they were truly askew ?

What is base line reality?

Everything is hilarious and nothing makes sense

I stray into suspension

Between despondency and awareness

between survival and empathy

I never claimed purity

I only have a brain full of obscurity

Still

So often I trip over shocked expressions

Limbs in rigid stances

Bodies rejecting mortality

Fine tuned urgency interrupted by the occasional sigh

I'm losing it and I don't have the answers

You stood there

Mind
Fully
Manic

Your DNA....

A testament to creations serendipity

Please tell me

What images do you contain inside that mind so defined?

What fringe fueled ****** led us here?

You said you found my insanity offensive and delightful

If I had the constitution for marriage I may have proposed right then

That may be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me

My madness was only emphasized by your own

I tell you I know the best ways to waste silence

We can climb into the sun and dive for time and place

A recipe for catastrophe and we feel no limitations

like two addicts in one body

We understood that stifled inhibitions can't claim knowledge

You're gone now and its probably for the best

I'm not fit for your grace

I can never find a peaceful rotation

You must understand

I feared your love

but was never cold enough to deny it

Where does my mind slip when my head tips from habit?

When does the time skip and reveal gold watches tenaciously ticking?

Humans lost in conditions that may be DNA inclined

Casually projected with a fingerprint manifested for clarity on the fly

You see we all lose time with formal fictions for the sake of momentary highs

Sometimes they cross and we find the cost is frenzied f*cks for forgetting

Then into the world that never needed so many institutions

I watched those mouths claim purity while plucking a sidewalk bloom

Trivial for some but then again I never knew traditional company

Dead white in the cold clutch and I never heard the sighs

They knew the cost for slow motion gods and the tides slowly lost reason

Another casualty in a war for reality between mind and vulnerable eye

What an absurd rotation

What an exhausting flirtation

When obscurity speaks a lie

All these rooms are the same

faces like factory precision eager on the assembly line

whitewashed and anxious for another distraction

Brains hum like fluorescents

Ear drums straining for subtle symphonies strung through a malfunction system

but clarity remains locked inside a key hole perspective

Images stutter into collisions and what is time anyway?

Strung out for a shout and we weave new sickness into salvation

Caught your god gasping for the masks that slip when a sky swoons from exhaustion

Skeletal sequence and the wall steals another shadow

A crumbling facade wrought with gunpowder stenches

A hollow charade begging for reason

Accommodate the mazes left floundering inside ****** magistrates

Who would wake a giant when we can't even ignite the sun?

suits strut carrying heads full of holes

Cozy with wholesome vices and wives derived from cellulite

Some of us remain fringe stuck while negating proper liquidation

Accidentally existing while consuming the prerequisites for confusion

Here is your mind
complete and confused
Push it back in place
pray it's not refused

A body full of habits

Most of them nonsense

A world full of madness

Act accordingly

I look under the street
monsters dwell in unknown spaces
Fabrications of lost logic

I look toward the sky
see my forecast
Cloudy with a chance of church steeples

Dodge the pigeons
They congregate for what?

Concrete serves no comfort or nutrition

Just killing time with winged optimism

A *** at the L station said he stole a dead man's shoes

Awkward conversation with a badge

"How do you explain you didn't **** him?" he cries

"I only wanted his sneakers!"

His agitation was real

"No crime here officer"

Nodding my confusion I opted for a taxi

Yellow relief on a side street
Says hop in for a fee
A driver of Islam
Signs of apprehension

What a mixed up world we dwell in

When one stranger fears another

I say do not fear sir
I'm not one of them
We bleed the same
We need the same
I love you unconditionally

Made it to a house full of blues
Rhythm inside a sweat box
Feel at home in a freaks embrace
What's normalcy anyway?

Hotel rooms for crowding
Glass surfaces for smudging
Unknown mass distributes anxiety
Watch that fiend I say
He will steal your sanity

Fluids swapped for regret
Dawn dazed and depressed
Blinds don't hinder sunlight
or it's numbing exposure

Take a walk through a city I love
Faces flood forward
Peace in it's tide
I join the flow
Making my way
I see a new future looming into view
No time like the present

I know you say your gods are not mine and that is reasonable

Still

You insist on sowing default saviors into my routine and bubbles do burst

Those ones used in absurdity
shortcuts for wonders
Blindsided and stricken of color

I mingle with despondency now and again because these notions create confusion

I lose track of myself once in awhile but it all makes room for weirdness and cathartic ranting

Smile for anger and confusion
love for the kind and honest
Sometimes it is okay to feel human

Met on an over pass
freaks of time
Night makes more sense
and we anticipate it's closure
A familiar stranger
catch up on names and crimes
Who did what and how much time

We revel in our respective delusions knowing life was never as it seems

We toss some stone for the sake of movement

Waves in the pond and they settle without a fight

I say farewell to a darker corner
I feel it's gaze as I make my way

Finally I'm released back into the world

relief found in it's inconsistency

Knowing a rational thought is hard to come by these days I strive for silence

But mouths keep moving

Inquiries keep getting progressively stranger

a truly savage way of bringing about ones end

Like a crowded room
voices fighting for the ceiling
and no words heard

The fallout is most severe for those confessing knowledge into artificial sunset

I presented a method for my madness and laughed myself out of the room

No bodies to witness my conclusion but I feel the past take stride

Finally

I see it falter and this DNA can once again be accommodating