She'll never see
the truth which axes trees
I've come to learn to be
the mess that follows me.

For all the fallen crumbs
loaf of bread freshly baked
intoxication dumbs a cake
embers burn out before a wake.

My shame lies in hidden shadows
portrait from crumbly hidden wall
melody lost from old grand piano,
gathering guilt of this mouse's tail.

No joy mis-giving of dark horse's wraith
contrasts belly retro giggling laughs,
fragments as stony capsule freezes
rips tomb of arts,  false idols burning.

The divinity of the sweet ****** Mary
open eyes to ***** which buries
tiny legs swaying certain innocence
wonderfully proud of rocking horse
a moment that I wish have paused.

Nightmare of paralysis claws
the remains of rusted sealed door,
a burden can't balance demons
if water's impure  careless  creation
of a man-made poisonous bore...

Stains the metal
ancient are red tinted forever more
raise of dead daisy petals,
Why raise the Olympic bar
for these under performing scores?

Same as older, and obsess over,
left overs, random order
but all over again....