Irrelevant Misuse Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Incoherently besieging the emptiness of days begotten in
timid recognition, saturated with displays of unchanneled
friendship.

Time emptied into cups, filled with sugary replies of
insincere depths, tears falling down avenues, causing
irrelevant misuse of respect and dignity.

Stranded in pits of loneliness, taking on moments felt in
painful remorse, dying to self after family has been laid
to rest.

Struck with the silence of death, life takes on strange
meaning, eerily becoming less important to souls inner
pleading.

Renewing the brevity of so-called truth and honesty, finding
only lies, and singing voices early in the day, subjected to
lonely discourses, orating for the world in a small space of inopportune time.

Straightening loyalty once known into patterned formations,
shuffling creative processes under years of memories, hiding
now behind those of death's anniversaries.

Kept alive by artificial means and isolated reasons, never
feeling needs of stressful relationships to be fulfilled.

Living on in empty loneliness, the only behavior holding
meaning and reason in the grasp of sanity's punctuated
stature of co-existence in supposed life.