Kerouac Reflected

Deep within a limitless solitude,
the mind quickens where the body cannot
As perceived by those without eyes.
I will redefine these walls,
strewn up around me,
create a defeated personality,
to hinder to desires.
How do you expect God to hear your cries,
when you ignore the others?

To feel endlessly alone,
locked simply in this stanza
Words crawl over my eyes
that the light refuses to bear.

Why does society always constitute,
loneliness with sadness?
I am but in solitude,
slipping between cracks just to escape
But I am never truly alone
because those who love me
are always in my heart.

jagged walls find me here,
planks of rusted nail.
Cool blue painted over to calm this thrashing soul.
I just want to get away from it all
because loneliness brings true conception

so I bleed to escape
a crimson thick of life dries
ideally on my bed sheets
bleed to tranquilize the body
and smoke to get back at salvation.
Life is not empty,
like the company I keep,
but defiled and deceptive
to devote this time to repose.
Outside of this loneliness is the great
feeling of contamination

so to cut is to ripple the substantialality of existence.

Your putting yourself through a cycle of decay,
stop
think
reflect
you will become so sensitive
– everything will be a big event
Reality has lost itself again,
within this wall of solitude
it feels like a greed of ego has ended
—in these halls.
It’s funny;
I would ask you to join me,
but the Wheel
keeps turning.