this colorful mess

( this colorful mess )

Gone are those skilled at the art of making self-sacrifices and jelly sandwiches. gone baby gone . gone are the coffeemakers and the faces formed from overindulgences. gone is the gay parade leaving an empty road ...... my empty road decorated by jagged structures no longer bleeding luster or chasing after lust. gone is the parade leaving a dark truth to linger on the streets amidst torn masks and other clever human disguises. gone is the man...leaving behind a barren keyhole that is shaped a lot like me, to sweep up all these colorful messes.