Lonesome Nights

Acorn minded freak

Words I sought to speak

Lost translations at my feet.

There She roams,

Chaos wielder, angelic healer,

Leave me be in ruins ahead.

I don’t know how to talk to you. You want honesty, I can only write it down any other format would be pure disappointment.

Irony or not

Here I run

Clouds eclectic, frozen/burned numb.

Perhaps I can lie two ways but I cannot emote in both forms, here I am genuine in sentiment.

Night atomic

Spliced idiocy

Propeller thoughts

Fly me high

Insanity talks,

Look left then right

Off they walk.

I want company more than food and sleep, yet I crave solitude. I avoid responsibilities to gain a chance at youth again. I pursue truth not seeing my lies.

Paradoxical paradise

Godzilla laser eyes

Slash architecture paralyzed

My inability to write for the past couple of weeks has partly been a problem and has solved my problem somewhat. What else is my mind hiding?

Smoke floats cosmic,

Bistro lights glow

Like floating lanterns

Concussive notes repeat

Empty glass, melting ice,

Dimming taps, horns decrease.

Peace.