Unlife

Unlife

Greeted by words
pondering dirt
rebellion our only parent
devils and hell
deep fingers in ever course hair
broken dolls for the children
taking trendy ways to die
they drift upon the wind
happy citizen
sell it all for your happy fix
undo a world of breaths
undo with climbing fingers
rogue thrill rides
meeting lambs at coffee shops
local sounds of electronic dogs
portable sizzling heartbeats
come about my angel
come about old friend
freeze and drowned
year after year after year
without notice
dirty little fog
soils these hands
the powerful
the steady flowers
the ever astounding
the unholy meter
our only metro
chuckling about cold soups
slabs of turkey meat
ignoring vast dreams of hunger
spreading outright
such a story of unlife
this our only reason
close the door
holiday drifting mistress
turn sadness to a final breath
redone at best.

by

Mark Byars 8-24-2011