Broken Road

Wanna run away
Escape needs accomplices
But I’ve got no one


You need some rest

Alone in the silence of the night
What to do
Watch more Netflix about a man whose life was ruined
Go to bed and sleep tight
Go to your room

Not tonight

Try to stay up late and zombify
The thoughts and feelings
Consider the idea of masturbating
It’s a disaster in disguise
But the thought keeps repeating

Not now

Hear a fire alarm battery alert
Stand up and check it out
Stand there waiting for a repeat of the sound
You’ll fall asleep waiting girl
Because it’s not gonna come for you now
“Come”. How’d you get back to that word?

Not in this moment

You always liked it and wanted to
And the opportunity is here right now
You could just slink low and slide your hand down
It’ll be utterly mediocre if you choose
To follow what only addictive thinking allows

Not in this breath

And what if dreams of lust invade the quiet?
Press themselves close
Not inside you but always almost
Seduce your subconscious when you aren’t awake to fight it
Hard to close your eyes and let go

But no

Sleep will come and your eyes will relent
No matter dreams or disturbances
or the fantasies you can’t seem to banish
But what of frustration, aching and want?
Will they return with the sun to mock and torment?
Sleep: You must be the Knight of Powerlessness