Sugar Bear I wear this veiled sadness such a shit gift of inheritance mixed with my own special brand of morbid self indulgence the mask was just an afterthought fashioned through a world view born from torn experience held by sneer and stupor glue you crashed the common market and rescinded expectation they lost their frame of reference through deficient information indifference made you sharper a pox on their malevolence those years bereft of markers defined your right to relevance we sleep restless under Rorschach sheets of decades long encasement stained by aged internment buried deep inside our basements here we flail upon soft ground that barely holds our weight bound by deconstructed earth footprints from a leap of faith who knows what time will bring perhaps we'll just disintegrate crash then burn within this flame or sign a pact to terminate we'll write that book together from chapters etched by time the plot is not our landscape just a half thought undefined rest in pieces.......