Where?

Should have brought a writing utensil.
Should have drawn all over the tables.
Should have sprained all the words, dividing them to new meanings.
Should have crashed the sky.
Should have sent it all falling down, restraining all sense of causality.
Should have fought the waves that crashed.
Should have proclaimed the end of the day.
Should have embraced fire.
Should have danced with sweet embrace.
Above all, should have chosen what was wrong, to try out all the steps that make a mountain.
Although in perspective, how will I know if my steps have been right?
Should have clashed with the clouds, bathing in the falling rain.
Should have asked for forgetfulness, as forgiveness is never tame.
Then with arms wide crossed, approach the world defenseless, in contrast to expectation.
Should have made allied of m my confusion so not to confuse myself in this tiring time.
Should have asked for more?
No, it makes no sense.
Shut your eyes, wide awake, twist again in the high tides of time.
Should have witnessed the passing sands.
Just sit down, expect a crowd of crows.
Listen not to the murder.

Winter monster?

Refer to my madness, winter eyes, will you not look beyond as the savage men cried.

Secluded in himself, averts his eyes, for all the sunshine cannot be from a brighter smile.

Take rude precaution, thread lightly if you will, for in an instance of reason, the train of consequences derailed.

Check for pulse, a no resuscitation not lays dangling from his neck torn from head to toe, no more lips or gums to flap.

Cut the rope and dangle the line, mast to stern, no captain nor rime.

Gaze at the clock both hands are missing, stillness and silence, horror of winter at the door.

The look into winter's eyes, for more descriptions to follow, winter in itself, a construct disguise.

Shall we look, amazed, lost and dumbfounded, deeply into Winter's eyes?

Your sentence, lost for conclusion.

Your eyes, stuck to her visage.

And with a giggle, a haughty smile, Winter leaves.

Weight yourself, take note of more weight at heart.

Winter left, left you behind.

Static

Static electricity and static cling.
For all left aloof nothing can divide.
The mind in its wisdom did try to hide.
A slice of science for the untrained eye.

Static discharge, shock to the senses.
Colliding realities based on lies.
Foretold discrepancies asinine bigoted cries.
A temporal still, closer to the blind.

Static motions, close to home far from the sky.
Going down a metal pipe, compressed and diluted.
Scary notions, what a life.
Erode and decay, stillness declines.

Static mind, mental shun.
Cramped thoughts and apathetic replies.
Disconnection and dissolution.
Care to jump in and try?

Static notion, voided warranty.
Scrambled calls and innuendo filled speeches.
Faster backwards, idiotic conclusion.
Shutter for silence, statically clinging to static mind.