novacane

when everything you love is tainted

the world turns
faces toward the sun
it wakens all
lets ring its
fleeting call
still gongs sound
where land is all but lit
to warn the masses
to break out from their midst

look round and around
your world looks an alien
looks as a dream
let it alone
alone as a fire
circling your scene
to lay you to waste
to numb you it seems
to crumble your ways
to kill you by means
of a novacane trip
backwards into a river
put it all out
just as it delivers
its lethal dose of ruin
caught on pink
hardened tendons
that no longer feel pain
as all bathes in powdery
pale novacane

now that awakened
a sinister smile
etched out of loss
oh the beauty
the guile
blocks the clocks arms
that mirror its fast
they seem to proclaim
that time lies in its pass

in this alien dream of sound it seems
that you might have once seen
this white foreign doom that's grabbed hold of you
and breaks you upon its knee

Author's Note

i haven't tried my hand at poetry in well over three years so please take it easy. please tell me what you think though