Nauseous Room (coming sickness)

sugary doom
of a nauseous room
broken broom
sent too soon
racing, spacing, and aced things
went to haze
of hazy days
turn to say  
turn to pay
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
don’t go
came and went
run and gun
run in space and run in sun
loss of breathe loss of fun
kick it throw it lay it down
space it ace it lay around
handle the mantle
handle the tomb
spangle the angle  
of a broken broom
patch of grass in a concrete park
grow the grass in the growing dark
lady the arrow  
change the degree
hark a sparrow of a twisted glee
forgo the coming of a changing tune
play the spree of an angling woo
go to the end of a changing degree
missing the target  
bending us to we
a plus burning book
flames, aims, and games of the
burning the flames
cursing the sheath
so long and wrong
so long and wrong  
so long and wrong
beautifully tried
so long and wrong
spacious glare
tuck woe and the
the redundancy of spinning while turning
locks and box
still free weary
leaning long
tending fall
free from the arrow of bending
nauseous room  
sending befouled
later on after
later then
then before
sending doom
boom boom boom boom boom
a bird of the went
just can’t take those
working the works
nice dress
madness of nothing
nice mess
the un of the un kept
graphic stupidity
find the controls
constant fluidity
take hold take hold
stop now stop old
stop weary stop young
spacious glare tuck woe and hold
lingering the fingering of a native buffoon  
                    too soon
exclusive to that which is special
including those who are dull
leaving out the left behind
cut with a broken bulb
an isle to which I would worry
a soon known broken friend
leave me alone
you shell of a bone
leave me alone until when
the left and soon and soon to be
to be with loss loss of the
too close to matter
too close too soon
left alone in a nauseous room
soon to be  
soon to stare
soon to leave
a spacious glare
sad to say and sad to leave
sad to bear a bearing tree
sad to go sad to be
sad to sing tuck woe and the
left a glance of staring loss
leaving those that left and bought
trying things trying slaves
trying these hateful things
bought and weary
bought too soon
bought from loss
bought from loom
sad to scream the saying of doom
left alone in a nauseous room
trials of net
stop of next
trials of neck
stop of pest
trial of insect
trial and test
trials of vanity
stop and rest
clinch the thirst of an ending hearse
go too late  
come too soon
a word for life  
a word for doom
clinch the thirst of an ending moon
cats for tigers men for bears
bearing thirst bearing tears
come and go
of bearing wear
rolling on squares
rolling on edge
rolling on hurt
hurt from a sledge
sleep from burst
balloon of thirst
thrust from wrong to hurt from the worst
cancelling the circuits
from a programmed song
tears from grease
tears from long
they know they hurt
us and them
we and they
turns we to a hymn
how us
how them
barrier of trust
barrier not sent
imagine a world
a world without lines
imagine a straight one
erasing the shrines
shrines for castle
shrines for kings
       shrines for hassle
       shrines for wings
       greats and greatness
ending so soon
parting so easily  
from a nauseous room
grab tie to net
catch what’s left
grab fly who went
wretch at pest
bunny for mouse
left out house
numbers for the tired
too much for a louse
slap skull
slab bone
wash bowl run home
this is that
this is this
bad for worse
hit while miss
this is this
this is this
this is this
                     unsaid
this is this  
this is this
                     better left unexplained
free from the arrow of bending
slave to the seed of sending
why to the what not of hinging
free form the arrow of bending
defined by lending
burnt from soil
dry by oil
held to rot
believed to say what not what not
left to grow a headstone for rowing
rowing to where
speed of hear
defined by lending
free from the arrow of bending
to fight to give
to slave not live
to fight to take
too much for a lake
the most expensive thing in the world
the worth
                                                     of a girl
extinguish the flames of Armageddon
stars will burn  
holes run deep
man grows tired
all men need sleep
neither girl nor boy
neither tool nor toy
think so think so
wink more links grow
forever is now
forever is then
past seems forgotten future weighs thin
flight a blink  
travel a wink
guns are worthless
to a shield that cuts deep
sky lifting regret
to what went and what goes
the end of a rake  
a pointless flight
a bother less snake
bright and held
bright shining scales
BEWARE BEWARE
to give in to the comfort of a comfortable chair
spit worn rag
towel born hag
holes too many
one to sag
brick lay quick
one so slow
moss so cleanly  
one to go
sparing ventilation
bright lights fast
healing so ever
so ever to last
licked and clever
to the end of the mark
fowl be the weather
                                      whether or not
4368 roller skates
4362 still got the blues
a lonely bench  
a broken wrench
a missing plank  
too rich to yank
a place where my soul once belonged
a dead man’s cheerful song
a basket made for rotting fruit
an overbearing broken flute
a nervous place to stand  
a man named Tennyson
what once was tired
what once was woe
a nauseous room  
nowhere to grow
a torn blanket made from sheets
a torn heart with broken feet
the strength to come
what once was lonesome
the strength to go  
what once was high
to bury the picket
to bury the axe  
to bury the tired
what once was had
no yes so on and then
a shovel for a forgotten friend
pushing pushing back and forth
what man hasn’t used a fork
no yes so on and then
no need for a shovel to burn a bridge
pluck the string of a new born thing
give time to the hollow and bored
a nauseous room for a clearing tomb
what’s left for that which has soared
watch the spots
of a busy fox  
hunt the man  
with a gun in his hand
throw rocks at tanks
the planks of a skank
ridges of the sick
obnoxious brick      
sink to the bottom  
never on top
air to the clear
an act for the heir
sponsor the good
self to be stood
that of the rank
into nature
                      all
                            sank
 
An M.E.L. Poem (and I don't even really like sing song stuff)