Graveyard of Reveries

prickly feathers

Barred the door with all my strength

But there's a tiny hole

Welcoming unwanted guests

Getaway cars

Can't bail me out from this mess

Of birthdays that are funerals

Cakes are my deathbeds

Their smiles blinding me

Everything my fingertips brush against

Nears to imploding

Draining the colors of the portrait

Pours acid rain 

Smashing ice sculptures yet again

A prickly feather

Cuts my skin and the thread

I'm hanging on to

There's ripples in my chest

Riding a rollercoaster

Towards the deep descent

When it should be a fond memory

Orbiting far to the West

Hiking steep trails

I could be at my best

But there's other directions

This joyride's a mayhem

The Titanic once sank

Look where it got 'em

Once boarded by thrill and adventure

From the roots of the construction men

Some iceberg ruined it

My musings undergo postmortem

Malfunctioned while in a riant rush

I've devoured every detour I can digest

Deliciously grumbling internally

No genie wish can manifest

Coloring me in the correct shade

The mascara run could confess

What my mouth cannot

Prickly feathers tickle my neck

My panting is laughter

My diaphragm extends

On the brink of surrender

Authentic happiness becomes foreign

Every ugly thing is attractive

Analyzing in ad hominem

Committed to research

I'm seemingly drained to no end

Bleedings flow in streamlines

Drawing blanks on what I could be instead -

Evidently paradisiac 

But I worship the prattles swirling my head

It'll be foolish to disobey

That night I slumbered in my prickly featherbed 

Opening the gates for the invaders

Killing all those I might befriend

Sparing no soul piece

Passing by talismans has deathly effects

Unfulfilled alone

Possessing antagonizing intents

Karma cannot defeat

Tugging my heartstring somewhere to mislead

That I'm unmeritorious

No penny can equate the list of my debts

Now a forefather to the curse