static minor

noisy
busy
this morning
slept in
or fell
asleep
too late
constant state
of waking
muttering
to the
silence
that only exists
in our hearts
and minds
for
anything
to escape
the grinding
painthistles
of time
of space
of distances
between

i only dream
in technicolor
because
everything else
is a blur of
gray malaise
i bleed in
black and white
because of
anemic returns
an ironic
iron deficiency
to go along
with the
plethora of
deficiencies
that sum up
false reflections
melting in
mercurial melodies
an undertone of
encroaching doom

it is noisy
this morning
a sparrow song
in static minor
harshly scraping
the wonder from
frozen images of
opulent corpulence
a shivering ache
of echoed dismay
unable to
separate the silence
within from
the silence of
going without

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