My being is marred

by me and my greed.

A wretched purple lens

tints every sky

before my eyes.

 

I am not safe enough,

so fear stifles and stunts.

I watch myself operate

behind a screen in tears

of sheer, hopeless boredom.

 

Every now and then

a big blast of life

electrifies my lights

and makes me feel

alright. Then Vanishes.