Can’t sleep a wink and I think it’s my brain trying to maintain a link between processing thoughts and thought processing amongst that stress thing…it’s a mess….messaging my eye lids to blink one last wink one last processed thought to think about before my tinker bell light goes out….
Let me think for second I beckon…I’m wrecking…my vision trying to blink a word over flow again…making my hands stink again…as I pretend my words are my loaded weapon…I’m guessing you’re messing about trying to figure out…come up with a doubt..shout..start gossiping..speaking of my thought processing…keeping me from sleeping…
Can’t sleep a wink and I think it’s my thoughts trying to link my brain to a maintainable critical thinking word flow blinking…processed thoughts brinking no point of return…my hands stinking from a burn…blistered greater on paper provoking mind creator physique paper engraver…maybe that’s why I’m wide awake or am I…..?
Categories:
maintainable, mental health, sleep,
Form: Narrative
poverty stricken rally,
swing low sweet chariots...
no one to take me home
middle class no more, low verses the rich,
win to lose,
never win win..
too bad for the nation,
too bad for the world,
ratification melting in the dreams of our lives,
days get shorter,
nights filled with bottomless swill
the crust of the universe
churning the good to evil,
elite to elite,
middle class no more..
how far we have carried the nation,
from grounds to skyscrapers,
solvency to desolation,
coherency of our nation,
riddled with holes,
spewing the liquidity of middle class bums
and flooding the pockets of the rich..
salvation evaporated and now saturated with
half of the universe ..
help no more..
no one to save us
our lives are now merely maintainable
and no longer enjoyable
retirement is a fear of the others...called middle class
Categories:
maintainable, life, class, class, universe,
Form: Free verse