Oh provide me light

My daily bulb

That can glow in the night

Warmth me in the cold

Hold me tight

When I don’t know

Upon the ceiling, you rest

My daily light

My daily best

Tasteless face

Facing new questions

About what happened

Behind closed doors

Please don’t deny

What we all want to know

More

Lift up soul

From a denying hope

Of the unknown

Make a new discovery

Of all that it is to me

Up when I am down

Look ahead and not around

Abrasive aftermath

Of confused minds and souls

Sold out to the old

Way of thinking

And growing

I am left with remnants

Of a past self

And a future hope

My towering sky

To behold in the lens

Of my eye

Down to the nerve

And into the brain

The towering pink

Has lit up my mind

I didn’t speak much

But what I said I meant

When the words strayed off

Inconvenient

Timing and demeanor

But my wrapped up jaw

Will say no more

Unless the words can paint

A beautiful canvas

Sueded shoes

Under the fine pressed linen

Tablecloths

Deals are made

Humanity is lost

What is to be gained

From these grained shoes

From a man neither conscious

Or with a clue