Simple and plain

 Simple and plain
I’m inside the things that I hate
Shallow water being sucked down a sewage drain
Play a simple song, cast the hook
Write a young adult action romance book
Become the face of a cult fashion denouncing looks
Pander like the president
Demand you be the one to make a difference
There’s a deliverance
fingers on the trigger fires phase(r)s to set off emotional land mines
implanted deeper and deeper as I let the explosion simmer still, its fumes fill your soul with exuberance  There’s a depiction
the feeling of a direction in which I’m dependent on
now I’m lost and hoping I’m like moss and gather on a
                                          Rolling stone that just so happens to be rolling home
To something simple so subtle it stirs neither ripple nor rupture
Dream catch the rapture
Too neuter neglect
Let the nectar ferment
Heavens odium held me inert
An old man reads the bible after a hard day
After his son dies
He reads the bible religiously every night
He believes and gets lost in the stories.
To gaze upon some spellbinding unknown
Worship the grandness in workmanship
Through toil and struggle
. words riddle the retina with visions  
with a sense of familiarity mixed in wanderlust
endless tales of gratification
especially in the most grave
against the most mindless
clearly misplaced hatred
jealousy blaspheme
blatantly bad, bent.
A safe place designed to accompany a man throughout the storm
that cast the thunder when the dog run away, it’s been a hard day