Shadows

Shadows fall across the sunlit morn heavy with mist

Silence save for birdsong echoing in the trees; haunting

Pecking my brain, drilling holes in my fortitude

A tug-of-war rope pulling me this way and that, nausea

Overwhelming me, the lure, the draw, the pull of the

Amber nectar swilled bilious and bloated as subliminal

Thoughts scatter-gun through my mind’s eye and

My consciousness fights the realities of the day-to-day

Hum-drumming toils weighing me down like a lead weight

Dragging my body through the day, melancholic, robotic

Heaving my heavy limbs; sadness threatening to engulf me

Drowning in anguish that I wear pinned to my breast for all to see

As I unravel the minutiae of my life through the bottom of a glass

Magnified in its glorious nectar-like nirvana state, I grin with glee

As I slake my thirst and satiate my never-ending need and greed

For the anaesthetic quality that I crave to make me numb again

To block out the sunlit morn heavy with mist

Silence