Indecisive, I’ve been divisive in these
vices. Twice and thrices. Bright writing entries.
Obsessing over prizes, stressing over time sizes.
Criminal conglomerate, I’m onto it, a song I
sip. No grape for a slow tape. No fate, wait...
Dizzy in my studies. Passion forces me to
abandon my buddies. Like an elder reading
the funnies. Convoluted like FOX news,
diluted, my pot stews. They polluted the
hot truth. Barriers, I shot through. Continue
to walk blue. Payments due. I’m sane, but unglued.
Consequence of artistry. I want to mend the heart in
me. Profanity lacks precision; but my insanity cracks
division. More Malbec and I’m all set. Fall wrecked,
but still wager a tall bet; another journal not kept.
Eye’s open, sign chosen. Endless shades on the stage.