Breakdown Runaround Poem by Saul McCandless

I am starring, staring at my portrait
Sucking, straining lips
Drooping south
Wet parted mouth, enclosure
I just came home,
To kill you all, without fuss
Not much more and not a penny less
The storm didn't bring me
I brought the rain clouds
And as I wonder as to what I've done
With the needle, knife and gun
I sit
Fearing no alarms
I savor your decaying charms
It's this place my sweet
Lay your loves by your feet
Enter my plea and beg a strangers gaze
These are beyond the strangest days
Because you helped me stop, atop
The circumnavigating meds
While the world lay in their deathbeds
And heaven
Will be now an impossibility
Swift and crooked humility
As Jesus finds a new place to hide
From me
My deep and dark insides
Broken spine and supplemental pride
Bending rules for foolish tunes
I am ink, spilled upon the floor
Cleaned and cursed
W/ the bridge and the lights
All now far behind
I shut down, my weary mind.