Weeping
Kurt dangled on a bangled teardrop crying for muted vision
Braced for superficial insight as the surface mirrored the cracks
Tension was his life line for he longed for shedding his fears
But nightmares thoroughly punctured his resilient sound of despair
He drifted on ragged conviction that vivid living was a fantasy
With monumental imagination draped in reminiscent clouds
Guided by unquestionable courage he hung on for dear life
Or to what remained once deflated imagination congealed
His matted hair rose high while dreadlocked thoughts pierced
An innocent grimace concealed the past of an untold future
Yet he mastered a nostalgic smile for the sake of his journey
Undercurrents must not overwhelm the attraction of moonlight
He was threadbare to the staggering core but free as a lost kite
Abandoned forgotten and flying to the sun’s caress nevertheless
When the bubble popped he ballooned into timeless surrender
And found a magical place in the whirlwind of his imminent soul
Tender emotion so nearly defeated by reason and shadowing doubts
Resurfaced as soon as he let go of his conquest for seeming control
The proposition dawned that it mattered no longer whether he was
Inside his floodgates or closer to streams of consciousness' periphery
A magician appeared within the scope of horizon in hopeful belief
That love and compassion would be victorious over moribund battles
He therefore buried knife edging chisels of hatred instead of his heart
Mopped up sobbing misadventure and wiped the mist from his eyes
09th March 2020
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
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