Where I Lay

Nothing much to write home about

No use in getting angry and to shout

Still trying to figure what this life’s about

Too many delusionally devout,

Change much different than the passage of days

Especially when she takes everything and no longer stays

The mindset of a lost dog gone astray

Just trying to keep its despair at bay,

Always been on the outer fringe

Never quite fitting in

Keeping an eye out for the unhinged

Suffering from the repurconcussion of greater sins,

Although reflectively living alone

Suffering from the memories of home

Isn’t it funny how your lover roams?

A cry in the acoustics of geodesic domes,

No place it seems I can warm my bones

Waves made by the toss of a stone

Phantoms of love I can hear them moan

Not even a whisper from the telephone,

Something happens to an aching heart

Never intended to crash and burn from the start

Numb me with the neuro toxin of a poison dart

The infinite solitude of being apart,

It’s a cloudy day on a gray lake

Seems most of my life was a mistake

What difference would another outcome make?

In a troubled world where so much is at stake,

The serpent of shadows has come for a stay

The separation of hope and dismay

Molding my state of mind like clay

Oh apparition come warm me where I lay.