To-night
I feel skeletal, threadbare-
Rescusitated urgency
HURRY UP PLEASE IT’S TIME
Reduced to death throes-
No epic journey
Toward Cogniscance,
Just frayed nerve ends
Caught in time
Solitary fragile whisper against storms
Can I hold you?
To-night
Like all times
Repetition is harmful
Punctured voices
Without sender or reciever
Disjointed
In desolate moonbeams
Corroding flakes of life
This state of mind
Burnt-out shell

Integrity
Lost and confused
In the adult world
A discharged foetus
Without belief
To-night.