dumping feelings into trashcan
this a faceless entity
disconnected from his passions
in a gleepy quandary thinking
what on earth’s life worth

trapped in troubled squabbles
with himself feeling glum
groans that nothing’s worth possessing
wanders thru a slum

phantom zombie
colonel gleep

dwells in a continuum
forever beyond reach

reeling feeling whomped & stomped
an intrusive inner beast
flailing in his soul suspicions
sticking to his seat

flustered by some bluster
puffing cheeks out can he muster
clarity enough to simply
stand up on two feet

phantom zombie
colonel gleep

not on board with his life
out there on some dumpy street
struggles with a heartfelt jumble

phantom zombie
colonel gleep