Heavy weights?

I feel a heavy weight and pressure of and from the world that has embedded itself under the flaps of my flesh. My muscles harden with madness. And my brain freeze glittery from the frost of the frozen thought process. My mind is mangled by the monkey like behavior I have allowed to caress my chest. The back and forth movement of thumping weights and sand filled shoes has intermittently intimidated my intellect. The banner that needs to be raised high has and is being muffled by the half mast wind. Jealousy conceit and frost bitten success has stolen the oriental rug right from under the table. The marble counter tops have encountered something less benevoling than the benevolence found only in negligence pride and purpose less behavior. My direct disobedience and display of unsportsmanship like conduct has had a revolving affect on my initial purpose. The air is growing thin in my thinning lungs. The dream that chose me is choosing sleep. The fires are making amends with fire fighters. Shackles hang tightly on a childhood once was. It's s lie though (everyone knows it). I want to behave like I am madly in love and that is all. I want to live like I have never experienced life before. I want the Madness of a king to take over my stubborn outlaw heart. Who is this inventor of life and what does he have to do with the unfinished equations of blissless passages?

Where are we going and who will we become when we get there?







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