Jading of Man

Indifference is a mere expression of a white empty wall

Eyes lost the luxury of closing when the mundane overwhelms

Lips do not part for a kiss

Emptiness is disguised as most sought after flavor --

While tastebuds imagine their own stimulation

Hands fall asleep on the sheets like waiting for another half to come home

Provides me more sympathy for those needing comfort to a fault

My white empty wall was a substitute for the clouds

Clouds reminded me of the cycle drenching thirsty seeds

This fantasy thrusted the future wedding with George into the drawing sheets

Its entry occurred in time of punishment

I sat in the chair after my eyes suffered in viewing an unwarranted explosion

All I sought was a distraction from red, orange, and yellow rising

The wall was a cooling effect to my boiling cauldron

Shifting my position to one born out of hypervigilance to a dying war

Would this win the competition of sitting inside a flower?

This stare would explain why hiding behind trees added to blooming fear

I turned to the eyelids for comfort away from the floating comfortability

Developing a list of fears consisted of sight and sound

Any person using their mouth in combat--

Would be great at creating distance with me

It adds to the difficult conversation through eye contact

Its effects linger in the staring contest of the white empty wall

A blank expression disguises a cauldron

It is the biggest fear of seeing the wall again

It reminds me of the gradual death that once kept me safe.