Between the weary perception of consciousness
awakes the mind from the
steady, soft hold of a dream
Faces of the sparkling ocean star people
simultaneously fall into
the blacken abyss of memory
And sharply whisper to my mind
that its time to close door to the mystic lands
and open up my slow, weary lids to wake

Rather go crazy than listen
Pandering by admission but
Self aware snares set for corrupted youths
Fool hearty young adults with full color led's
Its enough to make an end of me
Plans still foolproof
A poem to read aloud
Bad enough to tap out and let the pain bleed
I need some new meds

******* wooden in delivery
Half a mac truck stuck in traffic
Social laxatives and blocks of backwoods taxing
Masked attackers wielding flak cannons
Better off landing face down
Don't bother looking around, its all ghastly

A sight to behold as the intestinal tract
Gets pretty much pretty as I get
Gussied up
And roped into gore like we busted
A collective gut

Dogs chewing
But its hard to tell until
One of them spits up a curly tail

Forming a gang of mindless drones around an idea
Still going strong and letting go of mindless chatter
Still feels weird with every meter metric laughter
Conversion is hard, so skipping the math
I'm busy laughing, I never bothered with math class

Algebraic as an insult makes most
Laymen giddy
Do what you will with me, society

Never wanted much, in the way of a cure
Never wanted more, but
There's still so much more

Never wanted a change in the way
I think
But all I say is

Same

I remember when you used to wake me up in the morning with a kiss & a melody of your sound whispering in my ear telling me "good morning" the world was still..for I fixed my energy unto you...now that you're no longer in my presence, nature wakes me, the wind kisses me..the birds whisper sweet melodies in my ear...I should be saddened by this substitution but there's beauty all around me even when you're gone

Wake wake wake wake wake
confront confront confront confront
talk talk talk
ask ask
ponder

Wake wake wake wake wake
beg beg beg beg
think think think
contemplate contemplate
act

Wake wake wake wake wake
decide decide decide decide
tie tie tie
write write
regret

I wake up in the morning
I feel life, I feel its space
I ponder myself, I feel myself
I feel into truth and innate
possibility is wise grace
like the first rays of sun on my face