I wanted to be the chimney stacks out my window,
get a bit of air, and smoke in my pipes.
Exhale carbon into the atmosphere,
it is here I lie in a sad bed made for me and I.
A state I can not choose my fate
in night light wonders of fright’s cross in the dark.
You left your mark,
a stain on my brain.
MRI scans see the magnetic pain
of your mighty disdain
left as the dust on my window pane.
A dirty window makes it hard to see
the industrial steel pipe of hardened hearts.
Summer’s heat breeds unbearable anger in our blood,
the taste of iron as we bite our tongues.
In need of self righteous conformation.
I see the wee and the few feeling blue in red light,
ignorance stows them out of sight.
Aurora said she’s got my head in the sky,
I don’t know why,
I dissociate to escape the purple hue
hung around my point of view.
Can’t see what I’ve become,
a glum chum with a note of disorganized thought.
Handed the plate I’ve got,
a vegan tale with meat on her plate.
I never asked for bones and all,
gravy, mashed potato delight.
I push it away, out of mind,
