in my dismay
with
heavy handed strokes
i have painted
the veil of misery
in anthropomorphic
shades
of unsubstantiated
morose
to drip
down the heavens
forming a
hard candy shell
along the sedimentary
cracks of belief.

with steady hands
on
shaking ground
a hypoglycemic
merry go round
a carousel of
mixed metaphors
in languid repose
ever traveling along
the circular
logistics
in the vaporweave
of emotional
dissonance.