torment

he hides himself into an empty wrapper a hollow shell that remained after the storm where life once resided before the heavy toll of addiction arrogance destruction hurt and the combustive mixture of void and destruction an all-inclusive ticket to stagnant displeasure a homeless abode untenanted wreck futile worthlessness vacant desolation disconnected and detached he does not half fill the cover where isolation has taken his place and shielded nothingness evaporates from his mind in which melancholy oozes lost hope a sheathed vacuum with suction pump attached portrays the only reminder of motion and living he feels very little but pictures himself as Dali´s warped melted clock a time bomb disguised as a land mine for good expandable measure of meaning 12 November 2023