bright red bubbles pop from underneath my feet
red as cherry trees that won't grow
can this be blood?
dirt from in between my toenails
i wash off Mother Nature's skin  
a leaking coming from my eyes
that washes away dissatisfaction
can these be tears?
the sound of feet against the ground
solid and unloving
i slip
face down into the ground
can this be where life comes from?
an old lady plants flowers in her garden
can this be inspiration?
i am losing my train of thought
can this brain be me?

I turn to goo
Trapped inside my mind
Powered by empty thoughts
And nonexistent pain
The sun burns a hole
Into my cage
An untold promise

Those words form crowns upon my head
A sacred gift not to be mocked
Hovering above,
Pronouncing me dead!
If seen, the words crumble to the ground
In any region not to be found
If caught in mine eye they shudder
Teardrops shaking, ripping through clouds!
So I stand here in my place
Quivering in deserved disgrace
As words fall onto my head
Their auras create a solid ring around
Power resounding through time if controlled,
Otherwise playing the messenger
Their call solemn
Crushing me to death
So my only hope is when I fall
Words encircle a still heart
For then, a true crown ‘tis pronounced.

Let my silence teach you

what my words

did not

Before I allowed
The world to break me,
I was stronger, keen and able

Now, incoherent and disabled.

The dream was just a fable,
Just put food on the table,
Alone, reminisce and ramble...

To the breeze, I mumble.

Another ale to soothe the blues,
Another cone to poke the bruise,
Another cigarette to calm the nerves,
Another circle to dance within.

Now, incoherent and disabled,
I was stronger, keen and able,

Before I allowed,
The world to break me.

I
The snow is blank as
My apathetic manner
A seed thrusts out; new

II
Intense agony
Spreading and twisting in a
Worthless, weeping heart

III
The product amazes
Me; it's absolutely a
Lucid, pure nothing

IV
New Year's - a silent
Lullaby; empty promise
For the hopeful/less

V
Nothing ever came
From nothing; good trees do not
Sprout rotten, ugly fruit