THE DAY OF DREAD

THERE’S ALWAYS ALCOHOL AT THE BOTTOM OF
EVERY BARREL, AT THE END OF EVERY ROAD,
FALLING DOWN INTO DESPAIR THAT THERE IS
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO LIVE FOR, ALCOHOL
OFFERS ITSELF TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.
AT LEAST SOMEWHAT FOR A LITTLE WHILE. OR
JUST THE THOUGHT THAT MAYBE THE FALSE
EUPHORIA CAN IMMERSE YOUR SENSES AGAIN,
LIKE IT HAS BEFORE, IN A BETTER DAY

I’M GLAD THE SUN IS NOT STRETCHING THROUGH,
THE RAIN CLOUDS. THE MORNING IS WET. THE
NIGHT WAS A DISASTER. LIKE ALL THE NIGHTS
I DIDN’T FEEL. THE DAY WAS A DISASTER. LIKE
ALL THE DAYS WITHOUT MEANINGFUL ERRANDS.
I DON’T WANT ANY PLACE TO GO. I CAN’T
LIFT MY MIND TO DIRECT MY BODY. OH, SHOUT
AND JUMP FOR JOY. WHILE YOU CAN. THE
DISMAL END WAITS FOR EVERYONE.

RIDE THOSE LONG TRAINS TO MISFORTUNE TO
BE WITH THE HAPPY PEOPLE. DELUSIONS, ALL
SPIKED UP ENDORPHINS. THEN THE SAD LOOK
OF WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN, WHAT WAS EXPECTED
TO BE.

SCRIBE OF NOWHERE. PROGNOSTICATOR
OF DREARY WANT. DIRECTIONLESS. THROBBING
INSTINCT OF BASE LEVEL SURVIVAL. HOW COULD
ANYONE HAVE KNOWN. THE LOSS OF WHAT
NEVER WAS FOUND. THE OBJECTS OF
HISTORY. HUNG FROM A CLOUD. RAPTURE
WHERE ARE YOU. ALIVE IN THE GREY DAWN. LIKE
A SPOOK COME TO HAUNT.

OH BLOODY HEART. UNABLE TO LOVE. THE CHOICE
OF NO CHOICE. COME BATTER MY FOOTING.
GLORY TO THOSE WHO ENDURE AND SAY NOTHING.
GLORY TO THE EMPTY MIND AND HEAVY SOUL.
ALL THE EARTHQUAKES OF THE PAST ONLY REPOSITIONED
THE GROUND WE DON’T WALK ON. WHEREFORE
HEALTH. WHY MUST I HAVE IT IN A WORLD
GONE BLIND. BLIND TO MY EYE. CALL MY NAME
YOU CROWD. YOU ONLY THINK I’M THERE.

WRITINGS OF THE FORLORN. LOVER OF THE
DEATH IN LIFE. UNCOVERING THE SINISTER
SHADED. LAY DOWN IN LONELINESS. TO THINK
THERE MIGHT HAVE BEEN ANOTHER SOUL LIKE
ME. DELUDED DYNASTY. RUNNING IN A ROUNDED
ROOM. HE CAN LEAVE AND RETURN. ALL IS THE
SAME. OR IS IT

YE DOGS OF DAYLIGHT. RUNNING WITH THE WIND.
EMPTY ALLEYS WHERE NO ONE GOES. THEY KNOW
THEY WON’T RETURN. ALL SMILES AT MIDDAY
WHATEVER FOR. IT’S THE WORST DAY EVER
BECAUSE IT’S THE LAST DAY. OH YES, BUT A
HIGH POINT OF TRAGEDY. A DEBACLE. DID YOU
THINK THERE WAS HOPE. SORRY FOR STUPIDITY
I’LL TRY HARDER TO UNDERSTAND THIS
DEATH IN LIFE

THE RAPID DETERIORATIONS STILL TAKE ME
BY SURPRISE. I SHOULD KNOW. I DON’T
LIKE THE QUIET. I DON’T LIKE THE HECTIC
THE DAY WAS DISASTROUS. THE NIGHT WAS
DISASTROUS. I’VE SEEN IT COMING. ASHAMED
THAT THE WANDER CALLED AND I WENT
RUNNING. RUNNING TO THE ONLY OUTCOME
TRANSFIXED BY SOME EXPECTATION.

I COULD SAY IT WASN’T CEREBRAL. BUT IT’S
MEANINGLESS. NOTHING CHANGED. EXCEPT
DEEPER INTO WANTON DESPAIR. NICE TO BE HOME.
OH YEAH THE TRIP WAS GREAT. ALL THE FOND
MEMORIES. CRASHING DOWN TO EARTH. WITHOUT
RESOLVE. MARCHING DOWN THE DAYS.

I FEEL. YES, I WISH I DIDN’T. NO ONE KNOWS.
I DON’T TELL THEM. I SCREAM. QUIETLY. I
SURGE WITHOUT PULSE. TO REACH OUT. WITH
CUT OFF ARMS. MY MELODY IS SCRAMBLED. OH,
THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN A NOVEL. CURL UP BY
THE LIGHT. GET TRANSPORTED. INSTEAD, THE
UPSET. I GIVE THE UPSET THAT NO ONE WANTS
AT VERY BEST I EVOKE SORROW.

PLIGHT OF THE STAY AT HOME. ALL THE WARS
WAGED. TAKE THE GUN FROM MY HAND. FEAST
OF THE BEAST. REGURGITATED HERE. BUBBLING
MASS OF DEVELOPED CELLS. CALL OF THE WILD.
BUT I DON’T HEED. I CAN’T STAND UP. THE
ACCOMPLISHMENT OF NOTHING. EVERYONE KNOWS
IT. I SAY IT. TO MYSELF. OH, YOU THINK I’M
WRONG. YOU FEEL GRAND. GOOD FOR YOU.

ALL THAT’S BEEN MADE BY THE HAND OF MAN.
HE WHO MAKES. HE WHO GATHERS MATERIALS
AND ASSEMBLES. ASSEMBLE YOURSELF, DEAR
FRIEND. THEN WATCH IT COME APART. IT
ONLY TAKES AN HOUR, THE DAY OF THE DREAD
COMES UPON YOU. FALTER NOT. BE STRONG.
YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING YET.