huH?

Found a place
where file cabinets melt
and cats are dead.

Logic replaced with icepicks.
They enter the brain with a spray.
Wake me from deep dreams screaming,
eyes rolled back; horror my friend.

Reasons made solid
but such fearsome shapes they take.

If this is reality, let me continue to dream of other vistas.
Let golden avenues of light fill the crevices of my cranium.

Crazy doesn't begin to describe.

How true...

A short saying oft contains much wisdom.
- Sophocles

rambling poem...

no you, no we

sometimes the struggle within
clouds my meager vision
so I see only my selfish needs
i hate that about me.

after we talked i felt bad then
was pushed into a decision
i would control my nasty deeds
i'd wait for you, was heart's decree.

i would ask for forgiveness, amen.
you heard me with precision,
from soul's darker depths, it still bleeds
your sympathy is my only plea.

you come around now and again
within a gray, dim, tragic vision
i'm still here with all my needs
but there is no you... there is no we.