i have been watching
and even in the infinite
microsecond that i happened
to cast my gaze about me,
(i only wanted to truly SEE)
i have seen my smiles fade
i can see them drop
like a minor stroke side effect
now it’s a palsied grin at best
i used to like a lotta laughs
i see a semi mental limbo
my rubbery mind and that stick
trampolined senses bounce and stop
i see my thrills run away
avoiding me, shunning glee
up over away
they taunt from a far hill
i clearly see a bitter pill
then i take another
i have seen volcanoes
made of pure hate and rage
i witnessed a tsunami of sin
a conflagration of serendipitous
corrupted anomalies:
an adulterous view indeed
i have seen the twisted suns
i have seen weathered storms
i have seen the nights of no end
i have seen wounds
that won’t heal and mend
i have felt gouges
that purge, flay and rend
flames that don’t burn
curves that won’t turn
however fashioned
these fleeting juxtapositions
of form and beauty,
in grace and peace
BLINK
and now my ability to care
is being overloaded
ever so slowly
being eroded
chronologically negated
then neglected, abated
i’m shutting in
i’m shutting down
getting used to
these new walls
this old frown
i see all and i see nothing
and the appeal is so lost on me
yet this loss is epidemically felt
both on in and under my skins
slice me like a Lecter victim
a thousand cuts
a thousand
weeping
moist eyes
vision…
About the Creator
Brenton F
It's just a token of my extreme - Frank Zappa
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