Falling Apart

Too much said, too much heard.
Numbness remains, unperturbed.
Freckles of past, growing on words
Poems look like a discolored herd
Stifling sunrises deep within
Echoing thoughts under the skin
I crave for myself, more each time
Reciting a wordless, empty rhyme
Thoughts
In slots. Arrive and depart.
Moments and memories
Falling apart.