Catharsis

Eons of prosperity—adventures mutually shared

Manhunt in the park, sight seeing and subdued parties

More remembrance than can be recounted

And count we did, you did,—Once.

The memories stay ingrained, the desire to hold on faded

Down the drain with last night’s spaghetti water

Be they determined by quality? Or quantity?

            I’ve neither

Personas of new awakening—Disintegrating.

category: Dementia  or  Mainstream Fever

friends change, while I remain, the same

still sane. One’d hope

for return to norm, revival of the prime

            perhaps the gilded collection be polished?

one-89, 2sixty-five, 411, 6thirty7  

blips

on an [anti-] social network

Interconnections of trivial vanity

Abroad for Lost Ties to mull in pity

over ‘pertinent’ stills of reality

that each one discriminated for this sole

purpose.

they Promised loyalty—loads of twisted words

            ‘twas hypnotized

Disposed as a pariah

Numbness always out of reach

Left to fend ‘gainst Loneliness the venomous disease.

Where I’ve lost my vision, you’ve calloused opinions

Pulsate in between depressive states

            Because of the lack in consistency

Can all be forgotten, or just overwritten

Now I’m no better. Stopped caring

            As they have

No longer checking up

Just catching up—on the sleep I don’t need

Catalogs of time’s best days engulfed in flames

Affinities re-routed and Defunct

Where, or rather why, has it all gone…

Last claim, it’s a shame.

Your fault. For forsaking such wonders

If only the roots were stronger against the storms

which seem to overtake the greatest.