Shattered Bridges
Fine lines become fault lines
Our precious Earth is cracking
under the pressure of the ages
Fear not, only shatter,
and ascend into the silence
~~~~~
It's becoming more difficult to breathe
I hardly seem to remember the process
I think at one time, it came so naturally,
but my lungs malfunction in your absence
~~~~~
Laying back in my mind
staring at the distance
patiently awaiting
the second, final rising
I cannot be found here
lying somewhere between
two dissimilar dimensions,
waiting, listening
Though my body rests
lifeless on the surface,
I drift toward the light
and warmth floods my face
I've fallen off the edge,
leaving measurement behind
of length, of width, of time,
where land and sky collide
Another day has passed by
and all I see is repetition,
but hopefully, I will climb
above the ritualistic wreckage
~~~~~
Conventionally conditional,
worthless without benefits
I fall into the same cycle
as every single human
Worn down, one bitch at a time,
stereotyping is my favorite pastime
Use me up, drink every drop
of my hard-earned fire water
Yeah, I'm of age, so what?
You will be too, one of these days
Trust me, I have a P.H.D.
in the esteemed field of doormats
~~~~~
Fusing negligence with neglect,
adding in a dash of indifference
The ingredients of an all-American night
Intoxication only empowers my vision,
allowing free flow of withheld thought
The make up of my American dream
My senses, unimpaired by this
transition into static-free clarity
~~~~~
My mentality is mental
tonight, rather than emotional
I crave the cold, calculating
penetration of defenses
Hide behind those eyes, for now,
until I infiltrate your mind
As a true agent of chaos,
I speak to you with all honesty
Your padlocks are faulty,
in the presence of thieves
~~~~~
Last night's dream was a brutal reminder of how the heart never forgets:
I woke up
before she made up her mind
I pulled up in my car
and she knew what I was asking
"Just get in, forget him...PLEASE!"
I was screaming inside
She wanted to run away with me
I saw it in her indecisive eyes
"I love you" she had whispered
during our short-lived embrace
Imagine my surprise to hear that
after nearly three long years
She wanted to get in and disappear
into the absence of time
that only my subconscious could provide
God, how I miss her still
© copyright Ben D.A 2011
