#reeling
So you want to lead me, "us all," to the "truth,"
That there is no excuse and that every day
We need instantaneous "failure proof,"
But I know what you are, you can't hide.
You've taken so many to an early
Retirement already with your "sane" logic.
Please give me a moment so I can find out
What it's like to be on the
"Winning side,"
While I sit here, head reeling,
Strangers passing around at every turn on
This city street, completely and entirely aware
About it all and don't want to let you just
Simply pass for normal. It's like this feet that you must commit
To, I'm a victim of your shameless charade,
Lucky me, I am the bad one who has to get out of the car.
That every thing I have ever accomplished means
Absolutely nothing
-NO MATTER WHAT-
Simply because it isn't
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Mar 29, 2024
Mar 29, 2024 at 5:29 AM UTC
my healthy body, mind
and spirit triage progression,
initially sans just
an innocuous psychotic spur
severe psychoneurotic
manifestations didst rupture
whence me childhood's end
as a psychological postfracture
catastrophically highjacking
(via overpressure)
donned with gay incognito
vis a vis sans
tartan Scottish Harris
(Boss) tweed welcome mat
plain as day affliction
obvious nondisclosure
whip saw mental health
pubescent misadventure
with deleterious, hellacious,
and lecherous mailer daemons
indelibly etched within mine kempf
nightmare nonfictional
sigh hick locust plague
odious autobiographical literature
at that perilous juncture
when all of a sudden onslaught
germinated feelings deeply rooted
finding shattered, leveled, and fractured
flintstone bedrock
viz yours truly insecure
pestilential, kickstarted
littoral heretical, diabolical pernicious,
insidious, and avaricious
cerebral heady hot house
embedded, fixated,
grafted "horticulture"
sowed "Kudzu" tendrils
analogous to Oriental gravure
immune to organizing, strangling,
wrangling foreclosure,
essentially usurping,
torquing, stagnating,
rotting prepubescent
healthy development.
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 2:53 PM UTC
It’s time to sleep
It’s time to eat
It’s time to sit back and relax.
But my mind is reeling
And I am feeling
Such unexpected things.
It’s time to calm
Down your breath
And still your churning mind.
But I am sitting
And I am seeing
The world through such different eyes.
-ALC December 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
My tears have silence and warmth
Whispering pain steeped in stealth
Craving chances that fell apart
I stumble on a heavy heart
Thoughts curl into fists
Banging on walls that are bone
Hearts are savage beasts
That can't be left well enough alone
Hanging on with sunken teeth,
I bleed a dead pain..
The guns are loaded
Neurons fire you into my brain
Images fall into realist hands
And gravity does the rest..
To know you is to feel you...
I am hollowed out
In the space you never seem to fit..
In the aftermath of doors shut
Silence and warmth flow in stealth
Images fired travel slow and heavy
Leaving stains..
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC