sometimes i wish i could welcome

someone else into my brain

tell me

is it reminiscent of theirs

is my rationale 

lying outside the boundaries of reason 

or is this the view commoners plod

along with 

as i learn more

i forage for hope and sense 

in pits of dust

and come out dusty



sit on the edge of my cynasism and

watch me disintegrate

i had intent that was underestimated 

but showmanship that could fool a fool 

the tidal wreckage on my sandy surface

is harrowing and hollowing 

you’ll see me be nothing left