Incredible Scribbles From An Indelible Pen
Assailed and held prisoner in my bedroom, I fret
Wondering why mad blood seized my head
Inserting an undue threat
Concealed in the seal of the thread
Running through a bevy of thoughts
Silly at best, folly at worst
Waltzing in my bliss boats in tail coats
As thoughts tumble and fumble at first
Interrogating motives
Banging my head against wintry walls
In ludicrous locomotives
That sprinkle flowers from the cantakerous calls
Whose ringtones break the silence
In the mind in turmoil over expired oil
Flowing and rowing with persistence
In tandem with foot soldiers who toil
To smuggle my remains from the siege
In which flak flies North, East and West
Aiming to smother the last reputation privilege
To which I cling as best as I can in a test
Where frayed nerves hardly endure
As crumbling knock knees plead
For Archangel Michael to ensure
I supplant the wanton weed
That nailed my proclivities into the conundrum
I confront face to face
To the beat of a drowsy drum
Whose cadence faints in the distance with a tame trace
To awaken the conscience in my forsaken shell
Lost in a tangle of spangles
Striving to dispatch my soul to a sinner’s cell
When Jesus dangles triumph triangles
Dragging my spent soul from the pit of despair
In which I couldn’t by my bootstraps
Pull myself to repair the glare and flare
Almost extinguished in wraps
Silken in appearance, earthen in substance
Woven to imperfection as gates of hope snap open
A twenty one gun salute roars to announce
My redemption to the dribble and scribble of an indelible pen.
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