First to be the last

The logic is slipping away
The rigidity is disappearing
I’m..
Wearing overalls again
And painting out my visions
Though the mood swings still meddle
The temper has settled
And I sit here with mixed liquor
Knowing that I turned out different
Than him
Though I have his height
And I share his spite
Unbeknownst to him,
I carry light.

Reviews

[Sha]

I ponder on the foundation, though you are clear in delivery. I feel these words