an anger along with
disappointment...
few care about me
even fewer show it...
alone in life as I
wanted to be...
as I needed to be
for my own
peace-of-mind...
as age betrays my
awareness, my
consciousness betrays
my thoughts and I
steal feelings that
make me vulnerable...
hide them in a vault
of hate that lingers
inside my life like
a black cat sitting on
the wall of forgetfulness,
howling at all the feelings
that will never be felt...
a halloween prank
a birthday day
or payback... who knows,
perhaps all three...
but it influences my
thoughts and seasonal
attitudes as it I were
simply already dead.
31 October 2021
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