Rainbow Reasons

-Rainbow Reasons-
by
Keaton Foster



Rainbow reasons
For every season
Here I am screaming
By the widening shore
Next to some wooden door
It is locked up tight
I have not the key
My chainsaw, out of gas
My dynamite, impotent
I continue to guess
As I loosely pontificate
Rationally nothing do I waste
Certainly I have a hammer
And with such brute force
I could bash it down
But no desire is found
I once walked through
And I do not wish to return
I am here
In this weirdness enthralled
Copious amounts of madness
A malaise of qualified sadness
Spread on toast like jelly
Too bad I’m not yet hungry
My gut is still overstuffed
No desire to consume
No need for sustenance
Ridiculous is this existence
Rainbow reasons
For every season
Here I am screaming
By the widening shore
Next to some wooden door
It is locked up tight
Such a tedious plight
My life
Out there
Beyond forever more
Is a destiny so adored
Right here, at my feet
Reality does indeed bleed
Not red, nor black or blue
Instead for me in bleeds words
Mentally pragmatic absurdities
All jumbled into piles
Of nonsensical nonentities
That I must organize and stack
Top to bottom, big to little
The archaic to unquestionably profound
It’s always just a matter of time
Trial and error leads to more of the same
Nothing here is built upon shame
Shame, my favorite four letter word
There are creatures by the door
Walking along this very shore
Standing under this same sun
Wondering as I do
What is an animal like me
Like them, too do
Rainbow reasons
Is what I scream ever so wide
They hear me loud and clear
Yet at a distance they still appear
Maybe they are afraid of change
Maybe they want nothing new
An abandonment of what is true
The lies that they choose to believe
Impossible they indeed seem
I am safe in this place
This imaginative prison encased
I am doing my time
Standing between where I’ve been
And where it is I wish to go
Rainbow reasons
Verbosely I again say
For every damn season…


Rainbow Reasons
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013