Monarch

As our mutual performance agreement has come to an end 

I seek a critique - an evaluation - perhaps a highlight reel 

Yes, this is what I seek - information to use to tighten my 

Performance - enough so - so that i won’t ever fall apart 

Perhaps I meant - it won’t ever fall apart - the personae 

Carefully crafted to minorily mirror mundane - yes this 

Is what I seek - others may seek closure - growth - not I 

I seek evaluation - critique - notes of depth and costume 

I always thought that had my costuming been better  - 

We may have lasted longer - it was hard though with 

The covering of shit and all 

Next life - I’ll stick with costumes that resemble helplessness - seems to be the vogue for knights 

In semi shining armor 

The silver in my hair as i reevaluate each persona  

Strangely guides me to my ultimate role - a role 

Where I share first my self then mold the shape  

After all - after three years and countless nights across 

Concrete walls - there’s very little left unknown but 

this abyss 

- the story of my life 

The Space Btwn The Word

Is creation. 

I’ve awaken just 

Enough to come 

To grasp with this 

Thought - this tic 

For tac - this is price 

Paid for all the reading 

All the searching under 

Rocks and asking that very question 

Why - we know the how 

Man and woman meet 

Discuss laugh wink - all great fun 

All unnecessary banter 

To be smart enough to end up horizontal 

Although sometimes vertical is nice too 

It’s quite chilling being able to stop 

See it for what it is and what it is not 

The space btwn the word

Terra

Btwn what is 

right and being 

right - can I be 

right may be just 

one time - noble 

man before time 

warrior of our day 

ruler of a home - many harvests away 

6.67 x 10⁻¹¹ N·m²/kg²

There’s a tiny dot of hate 

I hold for my mother - so 

Tiny it barely holds: still 

It is there waiting for me 

When she speaks about her

Self - her youth - her loves 

Her conquests - her dreams 

Her turns and her decisions 

Each impacted me - I was 

And am still the turn of each 

Misplaced thought - I want 

To speak about how I never 

Met the man who gave me life 

Knew the man who fed & kept 

Never had that feeling of a hug 

Who wanted nothing from me 

And wanted only the world for me 

I want to tell her this but for me 

It is late in the game - for her it 

Would only be pain. More pain 

So I keep my mouth shut and take 

A bit of her hurt and smile at her 

And place it away : near the dot 

The gravitation will pull it all in 

And I will unpack it all one day 

When she is gone 

Nice round tears so I can float 

cause

………..It weighs heavy 

On the soul - these reads 

Short excerpt of a single 

Moment of life gone so 

Wrong. One decision 

That cannot be recalled 

Thru out humanity: each 

Corner has its laws: each

Its servants that read for 

What we can only call - probable 

square–cube law

I like to believe you are not of this world

You are not here - you went wherever it is 

We go where there is no work - no sleep - no 

Thought of - yes it’s the only logical explanation. 

For the no call, no follow through - no nothing 

I think often - we are one in a flock of birds 

Those that lift from the power lines - before 

Sunrise and the ones before night in mass 

We are in a batch. Each soul floats high enough 

Slow enough to escape 

Yes - it’s the only logical explanation to our 

Conundrum here on earth - or perhaps it’s because 

You married - live a quiet life of desperation 

I know that life too well - the black and white 

I prefer to think you are not of this world - it is 

The best of thoughts 

John 20:26

Sermons create contemplation

So too does silence 

The hmm of the heater - the buzz 

Of the printer - such sound creates 

What once was ours 

May your sermons reach the far end 

Or fall upon those who think in 

Narrow terms - expanse btwn what 

Is and what reality is - such breath 

Amongst ink splattered - it is good

My friend - we are good - even as 

We doubled back because we did 

Not know how to move forward