Obscurity pulls
a gutted memory down...

Exhausted outlines,
dipped in dying...

I've written you several letters
within the past forty two years...

Scratches, nails to wood
upon the backs of dead...

I came to you fully packaged,
filled with preservatives...

I'm the shadow kissing your tears
allow my soul to drown dark fears...

It was just another day in paradise -
My thoughts were kept hidden...

Lucid thoughts consume my sedation,
leaving me lonely within a barren tomb...

I once sank to the bottom of an ocean,
tickled the sea with a sent of curiosity...

Bizarre antics
twist and coil...

Fringed denim, teaseing toes,
dusting dirt under wood piles...

Drifting thoughts
of velvety leaves...