I met someone recently who reminded me...Getting old... it makes me laugh and cry when I see and speak to some older usually active people who have decided that though they were young and middle aged idiots, age has now bestowed wisdom upon them by the osmosis of years passing. Sorry your just evolved into an old idiot!

 

I dance within my dreams

I walk a road of tears.

The mist seeps deep

Into my bones, to keep

As desperation takes hold.

 

Seeking love

When all’s laid to waste.

Love will tear us apart.

Its been said it takes hold

as all around is fear driven cold.

 

I saw two people copulate

Down an alley as I strolled.

A desperation i’d like to hold,

But the whiskey only allows

Glimpses in that cold!

 

My lost tears smear my mind

I can’t see now almost blind.

There’s no place for gossamer

In this unholy cold.

Just thoughts that love should take hold.

 

But love walks its own path

And I have no route.

Just hollow pain deep in the cold,

my mind sleeps as my eyes see all.

I can’t believe life, its distant and its old.

 

There is danger here on the boulevard.

The milk of human kindness

Turns slowly sour as it lies waiting.

Faces are ugly with murder

In their eyes, blood looking out.

 

There’s no freedom here

The search is hard, impossible.

Best to stop and freefall into the pain.

Let it carry you to the brimstone.

Lost, let the fires take hold.

 

As I wander lost in freefall

in this unholy cold.

There’s been one to many mornings

and the suns too far away

so take me to the brimstone.

A million miles away.