James D. Casey IV

The Neverending Nothing

painted faces
painted on the faces
of a triple-headed frog
walking through the rain
whispering to itself
things no-one can hear
that only come out
at night

pagan free wild
ripped apart
for less than a dollar
trees stripped
bone dry
lissome beings
crying
under satin sheets
torn away

strange chords play
stars dance
asleep
inside the deep
everybody
wants to rule
the world
but the nothing
lasts forever

walls of amber
behind blank stares
black eyes
broken dreams
glowing embers
forgotten

too many things
too little time
great feast
rotting promises
smoke filled lungs
taken
chance by chance

odds and ends
stolen away
better safe
than sorry