Brick Wall Poem by Amateur Vagabond

Auras abound
leaving translucent hues on the earth's crust
Optic feast
Wishes made on orange, green maybe red
but the color is black

Light lover
was not created for the luminance of this realm
It burns the being
Hope to bright a bulb
Shade the eyes to save the sight

I hear life is good
Well then, let me crawl inside your head
and lie amongst the grey matter
Rest my soul from the dogs of pain that watch and wait
to lap at my wounds they inflict

I tolerate this celestial body with which we abide
I tolerate its noise
Eternal noise

People.................Crowds
complex flavors forced down the throat
Foie gras for the masses
Mind burns from exposure, Choke on the soot

Silence is the chosen language
A tongue no one knows
cannot decipher
Morse code....Morose code
Sometimes they pick at the brain
eat morsels of thought and judge the taste
They can't savor the spice
I mute it..and feed them the tasteless crude they expect

My sphere
tightly closed...away
protecting them as well as me
from the bleeding
which draws the crows
that take their weight in flesh
for consequences unpaid in the past
Balance due
Balance due

Pharmaceutical rainbows
slide down the throat
Hope in vain for black to blend to blue
and not to end it all
with a brick wall