The Poet's Mind Field

Dances in dreams, Running through stars, We sat in the garden, Drinking gasoline, Freedom from death, From that life, Which we do not see, To not hear, Run, Freely into happiness, Released from the dredge, The non harmonic plies of that life, Chains thrown off, In fits of rage, Cry, oh darkness, cry, Away, You bastards! Sea foam, Green, Bases covered in rust, Graffiti, angry words, Thrown from the balcony, To the crowd gather below, Rain falling, acidic, burning skin, Fear that which we do not understand, Do not care to understand, Throw up untruth, To keep that despair from ruining our lives. We drank gasoline, limes, To kill our minds, Those memories, Despair reached out, Falling, Forward, Into dark, That deep lake, Drowning us, Wishing to not hear our cries. We tried, To swim up, The chains upon our ankles, Held us down, To the bottom, We wanted to breathe, But in our mind, We were trapped, In madness, Our happiness fake, Masks worn to h...

Madness Define A Declaration of the World to the World  - A Scene in two parts - BY Samuel Stiggens III There, somewhere, trapped in time and space, a place inside his mind, the poet sits, drinking his wine, twirling his hair around his finger as his other hand writes, madness really, stuff, thrown like pasta to the wall, to see if it sticks! Anger stripped, mindless banter, into the wind, to be carried forth from his witless wit, his pondering of life's events, from the smoke filled bars of Chapeltown, to that romance that was not to be, to his life currently, among the natives, that he observes so carefully. Measurements of time, in increments, spaced perfectly on heart filled pages, memories, distant, flying through a space filled with madness, dreams, cancelled checks from strip clubs where women named Jewels and Kandy twirl upon silver polished poles to the songs of the ages. "She's my cherry pie!!" The madness seeps into th...