You Never Said Goodbye...
You never said goodbye...
No word - No sound.
Just drifted quietly inward
Into dirty river blues, wearing yesterday's
Dark debris and murky weed,
Draped and drawn upon your shoreline.
Oh, but your fixed frame kept firm.
Laughing and lounging at the edge of denial
Just waiting… to stake your claim-
Amongst your avid admirers.
You seem tired…
Holding up integrity, bobbing and weaving
In ripples of green sickness, immersed
In cloudy grey, charcoal character.
- CLOSED OFF -
To freshwater rain and otherwise,
A nuisance to wise and steady on-lookers.
Perhaps, you think food for like minded ship worms?
But more so a foundation decomposed-
Devolving yellow sand, quickens, escapes time
Like annual growth rings eventually fade
Into blank echoes of unforgiving labyrinth.
A muffled,
Delinquent maze
Attractions,
Distractions-
Way too difficult to find my way,
Inside those irregular grooves and unstable paths
I can't speak in silence.
You never said goodbye…
(Taken by the girl) - You took advantage!
She doesn’t sense your cunning influence,
Your feeble charms.
The snake is awake, she said-
You crawl…
And slither-
Your underbelly calloused and torn
You can’t stand in truth!
No...
You Lie-
Cold and undetected, submerged
In the recurring nightmare.
You Rest-
In the dark cavity behind absent, black eyes.
Watch your step they said...
Don't provoke the nest-
Chronic predations lie through broken teeth.
Confusion, catches caterpillars before they bloom.
He’s got you in his mouth...
A mouth full of himself-
He's incapable of saying anything.
So, I'll say it for him-
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
Poems from Passion
You Never Said Goodbye... ©2016
You never said goodbye...
No word - No sound.
Just drifted quietly inward
Into dirty river blues, wearing yesterday's
Dark debris and murky weed,
Draped and drawn upon your shoreline.
Oh, but your fixed frame kept firm.
Laughing and lounging at the edge of denial
Just waiting… to stake your claim-
Amongst your avid admirers.
You seem tired…
Holding up integrity, bobbing and weaving
In ripples of green sickness, immersed
In cloudy grey, charcoal character.
- CLOSED OFF -
To freshwater rain and otherwise,
A nuisance to wise and steady on-lookers.
Perhaps, you think food for like minded ship worms?
But more so a foundation decomposed-
Devolving yellow sand, quickens, escapes time
Like annual growth rings eventually fade
Into blank echoes of unforgiving labyrinth.
A muffled,
Delinquent maze
Attractions,
Distractions-
Way too difficult to find my way,
Inside those irregular grooves and unstable paths
I can't speak in silence.
You never said goodbye…
(Taken by the girl) - You took advantage!
She doesn’t sense your cunning influence,
Your feeble charms.
The snake is awake, she said-
You crawl…
And slither-
Your underbelly calloused and torn
You can’t stand in truth!
No...
You Lie-
Cold and undetected, submerged
In the recurring nightmare.
You Rest-
In the dark cavity behind absent, black eyes.
Watch your step they said...
Don't provoke the nest-
Chronic predations lie through broken teeth.
Confusion, catches caterpillars before they bloom.
He’s got you in his mouth...
A mouth full of himself-
He's incapable of saying anything.
So, I'll say it for him-
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
Poems from Passion
You Never Said Goodbye... ©2016
