Staggering in the labyrinth of spotted confusion
I linger on the glass edge of another’s dark abyss
And whorled into a frothed cradle of constipated lies
Strangled within fragmented shards of poisoned deception
I now realize our blue-collar life was mere illusion
Metamorphous of all I thought real transformed amiss
And fumbled handoffs sang silent of tumulus goodbyes
Revealing my narrow tunnel of clouded perception

Trampled aware with the rained force of stampeding bison
And thrown mame by the wallowing of self-pity and pain
A glimpse of shrouded meaning springs forth on the horizon
Speakin’ of a time when sunshine illuminated the insane
Fallen icicles stand tall and proud in my shattered life
Leavin’ behind a dehydrated heart and frost bitten strife