inside--

strands of spider's web fill spaces
across my room
dusts build up reflecting solitude

while missing a beautiful sunshine
and wishing for a wonderful breeze

i looked outside
these frown-ridden windows
and pieces of your smile
showered upon me

like a newly opened gift
like a happy memory
like a gentle rain
on a picturesque landscape

fire-blowing angels

carrying blither torches of love
traversing
a dead cold

barren world

touching

holding

helping

lives

who've searched

frantically everywhere

churches

religions

friends

family

for answers

searched everywhere

but themselves

they've come to move us

to undergo transmission

from one space

to another

decorators of subtle souls

high priests of false hopes

king sun

you're sliding out of place--

there so much trouble

iamnotyours