Shed tears into a lifeless abyss of dimmed pupils and unquenched dreams.

Slender and silk to touch, you bear the grotesque fruits of despair. No matter how refined and quintessential you are in the broken city lights, you become adulterated by the soils of the dilapidated dreams that surround you.

You and I both are clueless why the dark night beseeched you. You grow to the rain and roughen to the listless that pass you by. You hold the knowledge within the school of Athens, but you are violated by the Trojan horse that sleeps quietly beneath your roots.

Ebony even in the brightest luminescence. You shield who seek shelter from the blistering sun, and listen involuntarily to the ailments of a maiden. Hardly one to complain, you gracefully sway to turbulence and rest complacently to the lifelessness around you.

You hold the secret to resilience with unmatched grace.

It is unfortunate that the broken lights shy away from your existence.

A world unprepared for miracles or phantasmagoria.

A world uneasy about deviance.

A world unsettled by sediment.

A world unbecoming of being called reality.

A world unlike a world in your mind, and indifferent to your interruptions.

A world undesirably acerbic and uncharacteristically doleful.

A world undeniably paradoxical and unfettering.

A world in your kind.


A lexiconic gimmick.

A gesture for a jester.

A moment’s time worth little to an emptied vessel but a ruse for the broken.

A smile provoked when a snarl is better suited.

A childish play for an unenlightened fool.

A hawk amongst denizens instilled with oblivious idiocy.

A proper impropriety.

A torrent of drought amongst salivating complaints.

A sour fruit growing in the middle of sugar canes.

A rose that grows thorns without flowers.

An indescribable fear amongst the fearless.

A negative reinforcement for positive reinforcement.

A scented unscented soap.

A poor sap that could not have known better than to mind his own business.

A hello amongst sleeping passengers on a train to nowhere.

A description of nowhere.

A loss of voice.

A restriction.

A blessing

A curse.

A new you for only $99.99.

A pain.

A love.

A life.

A sun.

A line.