live
I exist in the shadows
of an empty stomach
and broken dreams
I strive for the stars
while sitting amongst
the windswept clouds
I stare in the direction
of the soliloquy sun
while biding my time
I jump at the opportunity
to share a piece of myself
in the bleak December rains
I live for the unexpected
and the train-songs sung
by the unknown poet.
Gifts of Burden
I carry around my misery
like a bag of presents
I present them to everyone
I meet along the arduous journey
Suffering for you, self-pity for them
and a bit of darkness to top it all off
By giving these gifts away, I am
freed to experience positive emotions
By giving these gifts away, I can
relate to you in ways that simple
Consumerism fails to do.
I will walk the lonely road
and settle in silence when
the day is over and done.
Architect of Dreams
The madness washes
over me like waves of relief
I can feel my mind
begin to warp
into the multi-headed
hydra
I push open the door
and reveal my true being
That of both a saint and
a sinner, hellbent to
callous the inner
markings of my heart
I drop the multitudes
of philosophical
progeny which
have been created
I run naked
through the realms
of paradoxical dreams
Matrimony of Thoughts
Ricocheting off my brain
like cedar doors on a hot, humid day
Your voice cannot penetrate
the inner workings of peripheral
nightshade
Moody malignancy
performs the ensemble
in fast forward renaissance
fashion
Split the atom and
now we end
Adam Levon Brown is a published author, poet, amateur photographer, and cat lover. He is owner of Madness Muse Press; a micro-press that publishes dark poetry, and a book reviewer for Five 2 One Magazine.
Really great stuff here Adam
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Beautiful!
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