the sun sizzles
on that red car
wrinkled skin sits and
ages as that motor
howls on
waiting for a go.
a mercedes, maybe
or perhaps, a honda.
either way
this is why I hate Florida

why won't you let me move

why have you become my crutches

I don't want your support anymore

like mud that seeps into sand
I mold into an unflattering form
At times the wind breezes
I shift. I shift

But even the blows cannot sculpt me
I am becoming fossilized
I can't breath and my heart hurts
I wait. I wait

The birds begin to peck at my dusty scalp
They all scowl at me
I must sit there and be mocked by
feathered creatures
I wish I could say "no more"
but I can't. I can't.

an empty scream is heard
it comes from the side of the road
and flows down the highway
ignored by all that knows

the screamer keeps on whispering
and no one really cares
she sits and cries her helpless moans
whimpering without a care

but no one can help her
her precious torn up soul
for she is past redemption
for she has reached her core

it came to most like a shock
possibly a silent cry
but the most powerful realizations
are the ones who lose it all

and so everyone watches
but no one seems to care
because the screamer sits and cries
her helpless moans, so helpless

beyond the furthest mountain
but aft of the nearest star
there lives a young fair maiden
oblivious to the world so far

she sits and combs her hair each night
untangling each knot with care
but little does she think with fright
of the bombs that blow and scare

so there she sits and sings her song
a merry little tune
swaying a little here and there
lit only by the moon

but when she looks out her window
not much does she see
only piles of coal black ash and rust
a present from her family

and so she sits and hums along
waiting for the chance
to leave her red wooden chair
which she falls into nightly to rest

I was born and raised in cement.
only slightly porous and pigmented grey
with mold and mildew seeping into unsuspecting cracks
and flowers and lilliputian trees sprouting here and there

the sunshine caused the heat to rise
and my skin burned soles and souls to touch
making me undesirable
making me poisonous  

the snow caused my skin to freeze
causing backs to breaks and people to die
making me hated
making me alone

and yet I cannot escape my home
I have grown to love its lethal walls
its sinister and dangerous pout
its hard and familiar structure

I am one within the cement
I am stronger than bone
I am indestructible
I can survive and I will outlast all

the beauty of youth melts
it doesn't break and it doesn't shed
it leaves hot wax down your spine
and molds to your form

its there to remind you of what you're missing
like a second layer
invisible to others
but like a hollywood sign to your eyes

it mocks you with its crisp fresh eyes
it laughs at you with its plump lips
it points at you with manicured fingernails
and haunts you with every light step

it will be there forever
like a bad bar of soap
you will try to scrub and tare at it
but its yours, its yours