Castaway

Leading from a land
to a place without shore...

Running in oblivion
but circumspect to the core

Muddled in disbelief
and demonized by the cynosure
of this black

Heaps and heaps
of torn sand
waved upon miles
of unpossessed land

Tagging the mirth
of the vast emptiness along
like the barren wind
whistling for rain to come along...

Blur into the thin divide, the ends meet
and worlds collide,
words polite and thoughts aside

part between the gentle
and the maverick, cast aside

I hide in the blue tavern
where abstract was at play,
a coral stoner gazing at the still day

No feelings or words,
just emotions at play
dark and sullen
there the dandy lost its way...

A cry in the lone,
a gump in his moan
dithering but never shown
censored for those to whom known...


And then the 'happy, forever be,'
a dream that swells within every anomaly
sailing away to the place
before wailing away what was,
what it was, unsure...