Standing in front this mirror
staring at this reflection of self
can't see much a fading image
distortion of my being
wondering if in this life
there's a button
called auto correct
Am I the only one
who sometimes for sanity
lives off that meal called neglect
for some thing's are better
not to be thought of
I feel so much better at times
when I'm in the no thinking mode
setting and meditating
breathing the thoughts away
So I separated my mind
from all that is
was and ever could be
took a step back to see if
anything connects
deprived they served
a dish called knowledge
told me there it is
go on eat it
But starvation of the mind
and stubborn hunger
is all I wanted to live on
come on turn this gallon
of water into wine
drunk poetry can show
so much sometimes
don't they say that's when
the truth comes out
so let me speak it
Though I have a talent
for telling it even though I have not
lived it or experienced it
my dreams, my imaginative
inner being spills these words
and at times worthless
without a harsh reality
for the pressure of some
only means another day to pray
Have you ever seen a mind go a stray
then the fragments splatter
the smooth concrete
a mind blown
for this abstract
image of life
They couldn't stay
and then they say
all we need is love
White doves
flap their wings
slowly passing by
and who said
it's only
in the
heavens
where you'll
be blessed
For I see life
in dead eyes
and words from
sealed lips
This dawn has risen
with a black sunset
incomprehension
for their lack of
apprehension
the beauty
in it they'll
never
see
it
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