Best Vegetative Poems

My mouth’s in a cage, locked up and alone, 
Sewn shut with no one to speak to.
My eyes have seen pain of mental torment, 
A broken mirror that sees straight through you.

My ears are blocked to the screams and the cries, 
A sand grain alone...

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As Rumple in blankets,
I vegetate in unfilled torpor, 
Blind enervation adrift among
Extinguished stars, among dark 
Torpid galaxies where I am a stranger.
I find only dead planets, windswept and barren,
Where molecules of a distant living past
Are vaguely recalled,
And where conceptions, 
Convictions all collapse.
Exhaustion is an avalanche...

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