Twitching legs
beneath a quilted
layer of solitude.
Perspiration
wearing down
brittle bones.
Breathing cold
air through
rattling teeth.
Sleep absconded
with
my dreams

With Every Moment of
Dissatisfaction
Grasping My Throat
I Breathe a Little
Less Shallow.

With Every Moment of
Regret
the Calling is
Pulling Me Down
Alleys Anew

With Every Moment of
Rage and Hidden
Tears the Void of
Darkness Expands
Fills Like Liquid
Feels Like Death
Approaching

There is only one me

what you see here is

what you’d see

meeting me

I can’t pretend or

fake or

become anything else

but me – unfortunately

I will try to
Explain
Through metaphors
That building towers
Without
Solid foundations
And
A plan
While trying to find the
Purpose
Will take you far and
Away
Maybe you’ll get to see
Stars and
Swim the diamond pool but
Eventually
The wind will rise
From the east and
Your tower will
Crumble – along with
Your Dreams