Twirling Tangerine

Closed windows in my head

Isolation, withdrawal, disconnection

Blackout curtains so the outside is uncertain

Fumbling thoughts with fickle frosted fingers

Thoughts of being damaged linger, implanted splinters in me.


I used to dream but now I silently scream

Because I don’t want to waste my life waiting to live

Still, I’m on the sidelines frozen, fire chilled

Any yeah all endeavors spoiled or spilled

But this isn’t how it seems, it’s a strange distraction, a twirling tangerine.


The lying liars say that nothing matters so just run the clock out

They say nothing is known, marry disbelief and produce doubt

I won’t.

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