The Introvert

Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see
A curious anomaly
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push

Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push

Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons controlling

The dropping ladder of crucifixion
Of crooked eyes, one green, one blue
That Mongloid gaze

Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons controlling

A "never had", a "never will"
In the syringe being pushed through
The leverage that pulls it over
Is dropping into the moat
Drowning on a sinking boat
The pressure brings it up, then down

LIE

LIE

Unrising
Hands stretched to the

A coward, a flake
It shrinks, it splits away

Now, it's over
Dementia, a life time

Ulcer, unseen, procrastinate
He had a dream

A star, a gift
He had a dream
It wasn't real, now it's over

Dementia (Dementia)