Smashed deliberation

by Matt Freire

I’m caught in a twixt
My feelings intertwine
Edges frayed, some fused together
Some left dangling in air’s thick grasp
Your touch is like a shot of oxygen
Released in, to find heart
To defuse internal weight and infuse life
Drift I do at times
Fall from trip evident
The twine, each twine
The laugh spears through ear
And into mind
Skin white, pure to core
Shy eyes of peaceful strains
If the heart of mind looses this twitch
Than friend like shoes and feet I like to inhabit
You eat little and I eat much
Emo drips from lips and tongue
Explicit synapses, spark, Brain shakes
The twixt I’m caught
In Begins to awake

I have problems
As you well know
I’m crazy like glitter
My spermatic-ness shows
My first intent would be to run away
Or just hardly stay
Like a once and awhile friend
But when I leave
Or when the mutant-like thoughts attack
There is this gluey force that pulls me back
Oh times, so many times
I try or have the thought in mind
To ally souls in this troubled thoughtless time
But ever time the match is in hand to strike
The head falls off in the shamed foggy night
And why doth this head retreat
For fear no flame will give light
But as long as the match is in the box
There is still a striking chance
For another night