Bard Barred Behind Unbreakable Bars

(thus, I revel to reveal
more'n juiced poppycock
perhaps casting impression,
I hale from Mars,
thus this wordsmith
willfully exposes emotional scars.)

Fear of challenging myself,
and/or lack of where
with all to confront
psychological

(dis) comfort zones,
that passivity did veer
really inadvertently,
currently indirectly,

galvanically charged
as deaf fence sieve barrier
and hermetically, inherently
sealed (unclear)

to me how to dispatch
i.e. (muster)
courage to tear
down invisible

barricade shuttering
acute (oblique striated
mein kampf existence),
thee dulled eyes

didst blankly stare,
ring just beyond
the impaled psyche
liberation i.e. freedom rare

rung only plaintively relished
by this self condemned,
cuz aye felt
scared (to death) living,

which may seem queer
nearly equivalent
being solitarily confined,
with absolute zero chance

(on broken wing or prayer)
life sentence,
would NEVER be commuted,
asper this outlier,

and/or less
prospect for parole
never came near
well nigh since birth

(as this popping
creaking, and crack
ling body electric
inexorably approaches

LX orbitz
around Earth) mere
lee experienced his existence,
not worth
any king to leer

not even worth
Doppelganger to jeer
only the hollow echo strictly
I can only hear

as an aging toothless
grimacing crookedly
raggedy man doth glare
from cracked mirror,

twill bid fare
well to optimism - endear
himself to forfeit any dare
ring do only

remaining holed up
sitting against
a hard backed chair
reflecting on bleakly obtuse

countless unmet dreams bare
heft desolate freight tinned woes
only thru limply
lame poetry I can air.