in tatters
I am not going to write about
the things going on in my life
They are not friendly; user-friendly
nor appropriate for a place like this.
There was sun today, I sat there for a while
contemplating the heat beating down
the vacation of thought, sizzling.
I wrote a piece last night, tagged with darkness
No one will believe those lies thoughts
that burdens me, …
The illness is no choice of mine
no trendy stage to spread my doubts
My wishes are small, and narrow, personal thoughts
of safety, stability and loving
embrace; my hero.
The outcome of my stubborn thinking
neither dark nor light the past is the present
you can share your thoughts as I share my misgivings
either way, the mill always burns down
the lady virgin dies and our
sombre plans ends up in
tatters