NOT LIGHT

It’s a heavy night
Though a familiar weight
I know not the cause
A blot of mustard
Or a heart scared sore

Time has slowed 
Cheshire’s cat grins dance
As if to remind me
Joy is an illusion 
Out of reach to all but the few

Breath becomes labored
Walls close in
Peaking my claustrophobia 
I pant
This three minute still plays on and on

Foresight short moments away
I become unsaveable
Stiffed’ly bound corpse
Death by folly
Cremation by match

Take me out
This weight is a crusher
Drain this blood
It boils at first touch
Know you the kiss of “soldiers joy”?

I long for oblivion 
Lead me to obscurity
Coax me back to desuetude
Resign me my turpitude 
It’s heavy night