A Lone Room

Womb tomb
off sort desolation
Crypt To Be
coffin Lit isolation
Bed sheet RIP up
deep depressions
Butt pivots prone
TAPS disposition
To sitting bedside,
butt fetal position.

Decomposition compost
crept crematorium
Censure censored cessation
morbid moratorium
Decomposing oneself,
dejection medium
Give up,
surrender poetic
passive podium
Something says to fight
negative delirium.

Computer grave
shrill scream
Tap dances finger
chill touches
Fraught full off
twill despair
Why believe,
be gristmill miracles
When death whippoorwill
knell beckons.

No personal
cell calls,
emails
Just SPAM,
get rich schemes
One waits,
one waits,
one waits
Even the mail
be commercial bills
“Dave not Here,”
plays lone
everywhere.

Hong Kong Democracy
Poet invisibility
China building
this invisible
barrier prison
Russian gulag
Siberian Putin
opposition
So dew not mess with
Zar Autocrat Aristocracy
Worldwide Democracy
destroyed, decimated.  

Broken beyond broken
skeletal key hope
Be vanquished
mid solitude confinement
Dost to dust bee
room womb tomb crypt
Crumble crunched heartbeat
wallow depth
One exist here
to await
dying fate retribution.

Exile grave stone
etching scrapes
weather a lone
Resigned mid entombed
sleep escape
alone route,
Live is about
Too Bee naught butt
hollow sole bark
One exists confined,
cloned; knot-knock
American Dream
What next,
will wail it tail of woe,
in Poet’s Dead Society.
 
One awaits the mallow
of the next dead
terse bit sentence
As anew day
breaks its yoke
to scrabble scramble
dye verse
The joker will
play its card to your
room womb tomb tense
As the weight,
becomes too much to bear
nothing but nothing
As butt pivots
to sleep forever
more than that ~
head stone.

HeArtMosphere Poet

A Lone Room

Womb tomb off sort desolation
Crypt To Be coffin Lit isolation
Bed sheet RIP up deep depressions
Butt pivots prone TAPS disposition
To sitting bedside, butt fetal position.

Decomposition compost crept crematorium
Censure censored cessation morbid moratorium
Decomposing oneself, dejection medium
Give up, surrender poetic passive podium
Something says to fight negative delirium.

Computer grave shrill scream
Tap dances finger chill touches
Fraught full off twill despair
Why believe, be gristmill miracles
When death whippoorwill knell beckons.

No personal cell calls, emails
Just SPAM, get rich schemes
One waits, one waits, one waits
Even the mail be commercial bills
“Dave not Here,” plays lone everywhere.

Hong Kong Democracy Poet invisibility
China building this invisible barrier prison
Russian gulag Siberian Putin opposition
So dew not mess with Zar Autocrat Aristocracy
Worldwide Democracy destroyed, decimated.  

Broken beyond broken skeletal key hope
Be vanquished mid solitude confinement
Dost to dust, bee room womb tomb crypt
Crumble crunched heartbeat wallow depth
One exist here to await dying fate retribution.

Exile grave stone etching scrapes weather a lone
Resigned mid entombed sleep escape alone route,
Live is about Too Bee naught butt hollow sole bark
One exists confined, cloned; knot-knock American Dream
What next, will wail it tail of woe, in Poet’s Dead Society
 
One awaits the mallow of the next dead terse bit sentence
As anew day breaks its yoke to scrabble scramble dye verse
The joker will play its card to your room womb tomb tense
As the weight, becomes too much to bear nothing but nothing
As butt pivots to sleep forever more than that ~ head stone.

HeArtMosphere Poet