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