Solitude

Tongues stall kind words to say -
planes with wheels on a waterway-
A relentless chase of light bulbs above wondering 
minds and breaking the switch everytime
it's caught. In something. 
Mercy, grief, fires within 
choke on smoke forsaking 
hallucinations that geraniums are my favorite 
blooming within the weeds of a diary
where trust breeds like bacteria and scales
on fish skin are just as beautiful and preservable 
as any composition. 
Where humiliation and pride collide over whom 
I should assist by comparing whose bones are
grayer and graver underneath their hole of self 
destruction labeled with misfits. Figuring out thoughts 
more fragmented than a stained glass puzzle paralyzed
in the pencil shavings of a rough draft by drunken angels 
who usually sculpt the outcome of nightmares. 
So many rags my body has constructed to soak up 
the outpuring of suffering that they dug up with years of 
cemented, pulled back, brittle fingernails and forearms 
covered in filthy apologies that don't even hug me, 
but accuse me of self absorption. 
And misdirection, lying naked, like a dehydrated compass, 
wanting nothing more than guidance by an optional savior 
whose footprints are undefined to conceal the number 
of followers he refines through choice of circumstance. 
Still, I pray. For them. Perception has me demented. 
Angrily unmovable. Impenetrable in the range of sanity. 
A brown-nosed sorcerer, picked to pieces for parts needed 
for an insecurity blanket to shield a reflection of madness 
or jealousy or a seamstress to help them put it back together. 
Although my darkest reasons for anything are just as genuine 
as the shadow of a dying leaf barely gripping for it's life 
on the limb of an oak tree. 
The scars upon my soul have yet to develop a conscious 
communication of their own.  
I apologize when I do not speak. 
Sometimes I believe solitude is more forgiving.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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