My face fell for these scenes perpetually  persuaded by silence

No room for articulation inside these pin drop prisms

The graces pool for a better freak show

Their only crime was observing

So we strain for serendipity misconstrued

Surely this banter is beautiful and destined for comfort

Surely we know the why inside this want

Never admitting these conditions only cover my human in a filmy flattering

So often I trip over shocked expressions

Painted with numbed creatures

Patchwork anatomy with free fall tendencies

As if disappointment was concrete recently spilled

limbs in stagnant stances

I no longer linger here

The noise was nonsense with a hysterical hindsight

Thumbs out for stranger company

The family units blur inside tin and fume

Exhaust pipe cough and these hands clench cold

Tube stuck finger muck cancelled glances

Beg for a reason in a harsh dawn display

Blue pipes run black and they forget forgetting

Move on small mishap
This mind remains unhinged

Stay still time specked sky
You may inspire a rooftop excursion

Beam me a better vacation I was never meant for everything

Sand paper benches and tile shine syndrome

Vanity is irrelevant here

I fear broken recollections and punctures so I perch with grassy knolls

Its consistency is that of Easter baskets

Surely this is man made ground

I tell this to my shadow and it sighs with excuses

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

Maybe I'm not really here

These masks slipped from my shelf and the sounds don't make sense