Invisiable

Sometimes looking into the shadows I often reflect on the lonely follower. The reflections from the giver of Life the sun’s burning eye, the Photograph it imprints behind me. Nevertheless the mystery polishes My outer image.  Meaning the outer image Of the slate, the sun photographs The negative.  The black and almost Useless image. What the world has bestowed upon me With societies black eyes in crests a symbol upon my brow. And yet, a shriek of terrors; turn my blood to goo And my mind to relash  on the symbol for all to see. How do I ignore and put this far aside. What glass case can’t be shattered? What image is real? A blind man’s mind can see A sighted man can ignore. Breathing only brings the insides alive. Without breaths the insides will die. Certainty is beyond all flesh. Burning, scarring, twisted, mangled Simply broken.  The insides become known And ugly. Parameters are matched when the outer Image is severed, the inner image becomes grotesque. First impressions are never a Good time to get to know the inside. Absurdity is the realm of limbo A perfect absurd place…our world. Beauty is for the non-believers. Lust is for the ones with the watchful Hopeful eye. Scanning the data, soft micro prints. Imaginations lets in the powers that be, Become empowered.  Still unnerving me. Every wondering eye can capture and will Capture every moment that should never pertain to me. Always waiting for the cash in moment;  picturesque moment. Disregarding the sun’s true image… The blackness that follows. And truly opens my heart for All the world to see. Now sit back and relax The mirror always reflects you. Do you sense the invisible man That lurks behind you.  Symbolically Passing in front of you. The fateful meeting with no resolution. The mirror in front of me reflects Paintings that are behind me. Their looming presence  scares me. My voice moves when my mouth is shut. I missed the mark the other day. Feeling sadness for the clown’s Painted face.  Embracing the cartoons Sadden encasings. That day I found happiness in casualties. If only I had a camera the Bar back says with a glowing smile. What mistakes or accomplishments Led him to this place? The stigmata has started in Each and everyone of us, can’t you see? The labels have made us violent And unseen. Open and widen your eyes I’m that Gorgeous man you can’t see. Oh what decadence it can bring. Don’t let me decay with every blink. My angel why the translucent eyes? Again with technology and destruction. It brings.  We are all Frankenstein’s monster. The image, the frightful image of horror. Redrum against the mirror. The room clears with every stroke Oblivious to all oblivion. Sing me a tune, something soft. The con converts me to believe. I am now a gimmick for all to see. I AM THE GUY AT THE BAR! Your freak show if you insist. Blatantly planting myself like a tree. Like most trees I shall be ignored. Bury me so you can dig deep Bury me so you can reap my insides Bury me so you can cast your shadow upon me. In dreams I’m always awake. I’ve been writing with invisible ink. I have no time for your Useless senseless chatter. All said with bright shinning smiles. Waiting passively for you entrance As a reply to my message. No messages from God, only The devil’s intruding demons. Perhaps the dead girl sitting three tables down. Handles stick to my sides As a steering wheel Leading me to my enviable demise. The quake opens the floor boards Revealing an empty treasure box. Could this all be for real? I never mentioned this Before.  The black cloud Rains upon every single day. Still useless I may hate Hate too much, but can Anyone stand to love me When love has sunken into the quick sands. A little invisible boy waves His small precious fingers My way. When does purity break into absurdity? How can I behave like this unshaven Creatures that are made.  The Assembly line manufactures them with Tags wielding them to look into the burning light. No trespassing the sign reads Into the wood. I want to be hit, smacked, Thrown against the room Black eyes, yellow bruises I want to feel pain By getting back into the dating game. Fixin. Look at this grin? See what it says? Perhaps the leaves will never be green But the grin is inside me. Loving arms in sweet embrace Chance the meeting of some Testifying love. Break the sound, absorb the light Angle your way and let me be in your sight. Let me ramble, babble and bleed. For once I want someone to see. Let me give this one gift, Before the grave diggers give theirs. My heart bares it. A black out maybe the key That one moment no one can see. Before the candles And the matches break. Can’t you see the engraving On the seam What does this art mean? I will always ponder and stare. Until my ears break from Pounding happy tears. Don’t sit back and stay too relaxed. All this nothing, more than A loud scream. Let this maker, make his mark. I will not seize until Until someone believes. Twisting, angling maze I wait for the day To feel comfortable on my holiday. The planets a line, while Every made way Confusion made its way In everyone’s eyes Stuck in the traffic jam To their daily grind. I’ve yet to catch a Sigh from your glowing eyes What if the world stood still? Covering the invisible bliss Bliss I’ve never experienced bliss. My nails scratched the surface I hope on this night. Don’t worry, secrets will never Escape, but my heart might Be forsaken. Don’t let me go dear God My prayers are yours Yours alone. Some days I wish I could Leap up and sing. Still my decadence may be delayed. The same conversation rings twice I have had this conversation before. I am forlorn to create something more. Entice the intensity. The ink sparked this spot. What truths await in the shadows Up above I stand underneath The sky that you see There are no boundaries if only You believe. I can’t say I am senseless matter. Through my words maybe? The gamblers collect their  wins After all this I’m still your invisible intrusion Your lack of chaos The one you ignore Only a minute has gone by But for all of you It’s has been ten minutes five seconds Until you see me I will never beckon In a sense the senseless makes sense I’ve written that before Hey mom, How’s Ohio? Myself, well you know, Now Broken down pathos I cried on the street What does schismatic mean? Losing to scrabble to that word At ten years old I was called a nerd Wait a minute, I didn’t know You were there Tears This all sarcasm, you see? I say this all in jest, Since no one is looking I’ll keep my unrest I am the fly on the wall The people watcher I listen to all that is said The verdict is… One day you’ll see. Klondike bars make me happy Do you remember eating Klondike bars? Did it make you happy? All this happened when the Jock got the girl The poets just stood against the wall Creating the world Where’s the menu now I’m starving now Starving for knowledge Its all eating away at me The gibberish surrounds me Someday I’ll lie a sleep On the beach, the crashing waves Caressing me The moon will be my night light. She remembered your drink but not mine My coffee cup still empty Its my black hole The cell phone rings A distant thought Am I writing gibberish? Or are you getting to know me? The sun’s reflection is What’s inside me I am the garage sale I’ll sell my soul cheap Just to have someone see Still all are blind Perhaps I maybe lying What is the truth? The truth is… The curtain is about to close You now may expect a tragic ending Still, I will always Have the perfect moment Thoughts racing Ignored in a strangers world But its all been done before I am no different then you I’m the face amongst all you faces My life conceives me, As it conceives you. Truly and yet sadly The day after I was with you. In this perfect absurd place… Our world I was never invisible Just unlearned for one simple moment. Written July 15th, 2001 © on Jun 21 2002 12:25 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10