Wednesday, March 9, 2011

A Shot of Anguished Indifference

Walls of white, personality hung by rusty nails
Songs turn in circles on the record player
Everywhere memories hang in the air
Like a musty, damp smell after the flood
Start the morning with absolut denial
Then try to make it through another day
Filling empty hours in bed with strangers
Finally the sun takes its leave for the night
Coat and cover the shame and hurt
A thin layer of beauty as deep as this skin
Night out with plastered smile and machismo
Sailing with the Captain on a sea of gold
Conversation as shallow as the glass in hand
Face down on Egyptian cotton, another salve
Tasteless candy easing pain for the moment
Soon cursed sun rises, as the blood pulses
Easier to stay, just give up and give in
Eventually up, searching for next distraction
Lost in something beyond your years
Fluid movement ahead, yet backward
This cunning snare tears holes deep within
As the days pass by, the rose petals fall
Until nothing by dries up thorns remain

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