Splicing Renewal

Craving to flush my vast worries downstream Memory filters the sludge from the cream Clutching too tightly to that curdling knot Such a rancid batch is far from supreme The only constant is change it would seem Life springs anew from the festering rot Prospective dust flakes away in the slough Even those morbid cells have had enough Build the new structure upon the decay The synaptic dance has got the right stuff Although my ghost smacks a brutal rebuff The hope that I’ve glimpsed is fleeing away Another blank screen begging for relief Excavate rubble to expunge raw grief Binding cobwebs clear away from my mind To save the whole plant I pluck the brown leaf Mounting the moments to pin down that thief These works in motion shall slow to a grind Once the cadaver starts gathering moss Will that displaced soul be ferried across? The whisper of faith corrupted by doubt Our random array is far from chaos A nexus between the prayers and the loss The tree of life surging up from a sprout So here I hide within my sheltered rind Knowing full well I should dump dread behind The film that I want is missing some reels I worked on that script until I was signed Chocked with the turmoil I’d rather not find My defensive brain has lost all appeals