Out There

Escape the world
Galaxies and voids in mind and soul
Destiny’s distance is just enough
A random new start devoid of sickening baggage
An appealing thought
String theory pastimes are nice
Though complex life precludes fictions attractions
45 Minutes of relief
I’m sure tales spun stories through the ages
The minions suffering songs
To no one in particular
Just a million lost stories
Aiding & abetting an impure abdication from reality

Elusive Slumber

Unplanned slumbers sudden awakening
That sinking foreboding feeling for no reason
An E down without tainted blood
Such talent achieving chemical free

Lethargy replaces zest
The perfect melancholy song
You know you can find it
Ask the You Tube genie

Those sandstorms in your eyes
Conflict repose eroding your soul
Don’t wakeup your nightmare
Miss insomnias awaiting her share
A thief in sandman’s paradise
Fearless of the subconscious phantasm
Langolier’s come at night if your lucky

Sunflowers

Why won’t it leave my head
I want it to, I need it to
I think
I feel, I want to unfeel
I see, I want to unsee
Some memories still scream
Burnt to disc
c:/format immortally encrypted

Long stares into my eyes
Long stares into my eyes
Retinal memory emulsion
Waiting in temporal’s queue to fade away
When sunflowers forget the sun

Darkness Falling

Midnight is no escape
Life’s reflection leaks to consciousness
A relentless flow of darkness
Where’s the light gone?
Supposedly peaceful pre sleep
Is an anxiety petrii dish
Tortured hours or Alprazolam

Financial calamity
Deceitful blonde nightmares
Costume Swindles & disappointments
A life steeped in nothingness
A deep hole for a trapped life
Headlines
“Personal failures redouble digging efforts”

Trying so hard to please, everyone
Taken for granted
Enhancements are difficult to find
And never free, why are they assumed to be?
One should not expect anything in return for time and love
Occasionally it would be nice, perhaps I’m just malnourished
Though few and far between, personal touches count the most
No one can be bothered these days
So it’s empty words and few actions
Life is a mountain or a chasm
K2’s western face looks inviting