LITHIUM BLUES
In this state
tears are welcomed relief.
I long to be a ghost,
whispery thin,
insignificant
in the scheme of things.
I live,
but drown in indifference,
pulled in the swirling currents
ruling this river of shadows
and meaninglessness.
In this state,
a spirit broken,
words unspoken,
tears are a welcomed release
giving shallow meaning
to a hypocritical existence.
Colored in all these
underground hues,
wallowing in sweet nothingness, but
come alive in Lithium blues.
~~redzone 7.8.07







