can i put some coins in?
By: Joseph Nell
can I put some coins in?
outside the earth quakes
and my bones shake
as I reflect on the sins of yesterday
not necessarily mine but
I’m forced to say
sorry that it had to be this way
shivering in the night the bay stole my soul
the wind blew me down the road I thought coal
could turn to diamond if you slowly press down
now every time I blink, I wake in a new town
madness is blue red grey and black
a rope that holds tight and has no slack
yanking and pulling at ones back
until a line of reason is forced to snap
tell me, did you really remember that?
that one night I forced a laugh?
to conceal a cry and my skin felt wrapped
around a conscious mind so tapped
out of energy because of what you said to me
and we were both trapped inside a memory
interrupting the present, were we sound asleep?
was the love we had some strange dream?
now it feels like abiotic symbiosis
lust that once swelled now decomposes
as I lay down in a field of roses
with a mirror reflecting facts, try out one thousand poses
to please the masses, the door behind me closes
past brain is dead and a new one grows in
reborn every morning, one wrong move they’ll stone him
evolving past primal desires and emotions,
we wound down the road,
to tip myself over or dip my toes in?
do I dare touch her lips to mine or are they poison?
running out of youth, can I put new coins in?
I beg you,
I thought I was chosen