Mr. Dumass
Simple thoughts of a simple mind
Snowballed up into angry little fists of fury
Blind rage and repetitive thoughts looping
in and upon one another creating feedback
getting louder, louder, louder and more shrill
until the sound can no longer be drowned out
until you're forced never to hear again
and in that deafening silence
waves crash onto the already eroding shores
Conch shell deception ebbing through the canal
down your face I see
a single occupant sea faring vessel capsized
with my name carved into the hull
but I heard no cries for help
only the ever changing tide
Snowballed up into angry little fists of fury
Blind rage and repetitive thoughts looping
in and upon one another creating feedback
getting louder, louder, louder and more shrill
until the sound can no longer be drowned out
until you're forced never to hear again
and in that deafening silence
waves crash onto the already eroding shores
Conch shell deception ebbing through the canal
down your face I see
a single occupant sea faring vessel capsized
with my name carved into the hull
but I heard no cries for help
only the ever changing tide