Limitations

Each night tears result in sleep

No arms are right there holding me

Each day is like the one before

Never ceasing, all a bore

Quaking quail take hurried flight

Now I know their humbling plight

Without you, nothing, nada, is

Just silly rhymes come to my mind

A poem’s more than words and lyrics

Fragile phrases fall in places

Waiting to be unstrung, unsung

Moonlight, mirrored hope in sleep

Pentameter drums down deep

The silence falling up

Trembling, cursing, screaming

Spouting like a broken spigot

Every beat of drum and heart

Chirping like a dying cricket

Time and time again I try

The razor cliffs slice flesh

I must go on, they beckon me

Torturous blazing sun in eyes

Reaching back, must cut the ties

Shedding lies, forever

Let it flow. Let it fly

Will it live or will it die?

Let it go, no holding back

The time is now, no time to cry

Pink, prickly, poking, spines, sprouting

From a cactus plant

Prick me as I try to dance

Try to feel, try to move

What else could I ever do?

I can’t sing cause they’re much better

I can’t speak, I tend to stutter

I can’t write, it’s all the same

But I’m the only one to blame