Blackbirds

Dull dreary black birds gather in the winterset landscape of my
mind,
hang upside down like dangling deadened leaves, claws on bare
branches
Their strange peculiar eyes keep watch, over-glazed with venomous
poison

Feeling my abstract impressions, hair-pin experiences, and unexplored
beliefs
perceiving my reactions, behaviors, thoughts, and reasonings
My kick-ass mind retrogrades, reverts to complexed inferiority
As I search for undisputed sanity, tangled in a bedlam studded
maze

I'm conveyed to hidden recesses, divergent tangents double-dare and
challange
Courage, boldness, never intersecting, never touching
As insensible music abberations strike unfamiliar chords

Closet skeletons shadow box, spar with hovering mossy spectres
Suspended ghostwaltz melodies float across the rotten floor
A living breathing presence, nightmarish scenario
Rising, moving upwards in a veil of swirling ashy mist
From the saturated sucking ground

I must evade this kind of brain-washed capture and my creative juices
flow
Determined to be firm in purpose, my heart and soul survive
In rekindled candle burnings, ignite poetic ember's glow