A Poem About Love In a Banishment Basement of Confusion
i am honestly drawing a blank
i am struggling to underline the underlying reasons
my head is spinning and the rest of my body is stone still frozen
just yesterday, we were laughing it up and being big ole kids
interrogative sentences are dominating my thoughts
excruciating exclamatory expressions are slowly boiling my body
the bed that she sleeps in is warm and comfortable
the basement sofa that i am sleeping on is old, worn, careless, and cold
i stare at the pitch black darkness and do not notice daylight creeping in
the space has turned into an alternate reality with no close route to escape
i start my day with a liquefied case of babbling bubbleguts
as i head upstairs with an already raw backside, you smile and say good morning
your smile is the prettiest that it has ever been
your routine is as smooth as us getting along on a regular day
before your true inner emotions come out, i grab a cheese danish and an orange juice and head back downstairs
i don't know why i got this stuff for breakfast because i just cannot eat
my stomach is in too many frustration knots
my head is not throbbing from the multiple blanks that i drew throughout the night
i slowly and reluctantly head back upstairs with a prayer bag filled with peanuts
love is a zookeeper with a thick layered itinerary
if it all was so simple, i actually think that i would lose interest and remain ignorant
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2022
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