I’m lonely and uninterested

And I know it’s only for a stretch

But there must be honesty

In these moments

And a deep deep breath

 

It’s the black that won’t disappear

The dark of smoke and mirrors

It’s the marker that can’t

Do a block of color clear

Without heavy lines and smear

 

It’s like one splice of your you

Is in a running car glued

With the garage door closed

And your eyes fixed ahead

In eternal park doomed