meaninglessness

I nearly fell
down the stairs
at the lie
bury
when eye
saw a
caution
sign
in
your
slippery
eyes.

Like everything
depended
on
the
black
coughin'
mummy
that
cuts
me
width
words
entombed.

Blue eyes
bruised skies
as the
day
dies
we
arise
in the
end
times.

Unicorns
are mirages
that
frequent
the
arid
gold
mind
in time.

Clever, I gotta say that I was trying to follow where this was going then taking a second read it's moving everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I like the style and structure of it as it keeps you in bounds reading this. This make you think about where did things change up but then going a few words later it revert back to the original thought. Dope shit...