by Shane Gray

Created on: January 28, 2010

I am staring, studying, stagnating
Counting the rotations of ceiling fan blades
Cataloging spider web cracks in old, dry plaster walls
Lying in a half lit room, lined with laundry

looking at the once functional fireplace
Formerly proud and prominent
Now dark and dingy
Emasculated by it’s lack of fire

Obscure observations made
While passing the time
In a self imposed cell

Isolation is insulation
From the draftiness of cold cruelty
Trapped in the winter of your discontent
Tailoring a timeless tragedy in my head

Boredom is the battery acid
That erodes my infrastructure
There is no solid framework anymore

Sanity is a cerebral sand castle
Crumbling under tides of trepidation
Confidence is washed away
Like so many miles of California coastline

I was functional once
Proud and prominent
Now I am passionless, unmotivated
Emasculated by my lack of fire

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