Blank Canvas

Black rain,
White stain
Empty thoughts
Clammy toes
Numb finger
Existence Schrodinger
Illusion Mobius Strip
My thoughts do snowball
Or rather Fibonacci
Like a geometric snow fall
Hado no hachi juu hachi
Like a heaven thunder roar
My brain does become sore..
Thoughts bumping in my cranium
It feels like a meltdown
Of uranium
In the Chenobyl town.
Very soon I might implode
And create a blackhole
Though I’d like to explode
Like a supernova
And let out all these ideas
Like a swarm of locusts
Descending on the land of Thebes
And create a buggy forecast.
But for now I’ll commiserate
Until I find my Jekyll and Hyde
Bonnie and Clyde,
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson
Or Doctor Who and Clara
For I need an outlet
Before the sun set’…