Quilt

Japanese school girls hold two fingered Jupiter-shocker peace signs
While hippy chicks create makeshift white picket sign fence lines
To sit upon biding time before driving cars with too many dents in em
I feed upon books and then
Get so frustrated I bleed my pen
Blue blood I don’t run to the sink
I let the thoughts flood and  
Finger paint with the ink  
Until I’m left with a shifting silhouette
That looks oddly like a Rorschach test
Leaving my mind under house arrest
Climbing the walls plastered by debt
Avoiding the crawl space infested with termites
Cos they chew at my long face and hide in my eyelids
Until I find I cannot confide in this
To live cluttered with filth
And riddled with guilt
But how can I crush all that I've built?
I guess I'll just hide with a quill in my hand
Hide under my quilt waiting with a fistful of sand