Thursday, June 20, 2019

The eye in my sky is crying

The eye in my sky is crying


See my fears roll down the street
Tears allayed by stares in space
A cell phone in hand, no dial tone, a blues band commands my adrenal glands
Understand it’s my wedding band, not a new brand of incense,
I take a firm stand on a crash land course stuck in the Meadowlands of York
Passion fruit seeps from my sweat glands
Swerving into oblivion on the freeway, an alien shaman ~ that’s me
An alligator devoured my right hand – Now 2 left feet remain
Beauty is nothing but a backdrop for the blues
We all want beauty peace a little food and empathy
I keep trying and failing to decompartmentalize; an exemplary fit
Lost my wit – cut it out stupid twit see what’s writ do as befits, 
I observe others fare better 

The eye in my sky reflects humanity’s tears their fears that life can’t be any better or go anywhere except to all one place eventually
Do you want to be easily forgotten, your family here
A score or two more, no one will know you
Damn, give your shell to charity
No formaldehyde either please, I use the excuse I’m Jewish; bury me green, please 
I keep saying son, it will pass you by before we come noon to sun
Is this how you want to spend your last day

My man loves his drugs
Almost as much or more than me
He gets them easily supercalifragilisticexpialidociously,

Tons of prescriptions legally
His drugs do him right
Momentarily maniacal he says he’s feeling’ so tight
I see him in a new light struggling to write
Doctrinally following clinical struggles, a mix of Geodon, Ambien, Lamogine, 
To name a few - some are noxious, others only for allergies
Billy Jean’s not his lover, enervated after meds 
no more energy to survive when he’s done, 
Throw some synergy into the fray
Walking up Bombay Broadway 
Brings me back to tears rolling down the street
I refuse to admit defeat, repeat it all again and again
The eye in my sky is crying



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