Unglued

At times coming unglued delaminated Strands separating vaguely holding their shape I breathe in the breath of delirious spirits swimming in circles around a splintered mind I reach oblivions doorstep cross the threshold no bride in hand yellowed fabric clinging to palms I look out empty windows reflecting the light of expended stars I dream colored memories in spurts of black and white draped over yesterdays celebrations candles burnt at both ends cakes with no surprises Medals long tarnished glitters that were never gold Looking at darkened perspectives lit in the corners of my mind wishing I could understand the point blocks used to build knock down buildings is anything made to last what truly exists beyond a cybernetic world keyboards stretched along distant desks searching for answers revealed stroke by stroke interconnecting the unconnectable masses Minds intertwined grasping at times coming unglued I had another poet Marquis ask me to critique one of his poems and I suggested that if a line in the poem was not worthy of writing another poem he should consider taking it out. as a result I took a line from the poem I wrote for Drake and gave it a try, this is the result. My other poem was titled "Contorshinist's Test"