A place i am..
A place i go..
Around a block..
That is my home…
Street Lights too bright.. for Soul of Darkness..
AND pain.. to withstand.. a walk of dead.. goes on…
A HeArt long past dead.. A Spirit no longer expressing
anything but words.. darkness.. and pain.. Yes.. this
is hell.. and i am Devil at 2AM.. shades covering eyes..
a body cold as ice.. in the middle of the Summer..
a Jacket.. torn and tattered.. covering the cold
of years.. in death alive.. an outcast from
all that is alive.. where cat is more human…
There is no human or Nature connection.. then
for me.. senses.. emotions.. completely dead..
All that is left is the wrath of pain.. Where is
GOD.. who is GOD.. what is ALLAH..
ALL when DEVILIVED NOW…
There is no escaping hell or heaven..
in nows.. but we have so much to say..
for the place we eventually end up..
for now… and in between..
purgatory too.. yes.. NOW..
To feel.. and sense..
and be alive..
ToDAY.. I skate dance backwards
in Golden Spirals.. with EVENing
Sun.. on sands of beach..
swirling in the wind
of Allah’s breathe…
5 miles in 1 hour
the tracks i leave..
are of no animal