much conceptualization,
a billion-dollar war, the call of the mirrors. the battle of the gut!
restudied itself. refurbished
itself. and received little credits.
insightful margins, to
have become prejudice, not of color, the preference of behaviors.
so trenchant the symbol,
early lights, the foregone conclusion.
the drama is high. the
way we protect the unbelievable. and one is silent on it.
alike to melancholy, deep
hurting, to smile like paradise is coming.
needing a treatment plan, heavy
with denial, wondering when life isn’t in disarray. finding an answer!
at some point, we include
ourselves, or we dislocate our souls; to have learned to love, fed to hate, the
boundaries are crosspollinating.
many are living, others
existing, many more surviving; the churchbell is ringing on campus, we look, we
feel guilty, it’s doing its part.
souls are walking, to
appear in dreams, one too smart not to notice her; going easy on people, losing
feelings for people, it’s doing something to hurt one’s intestines—the system
is off, the caliber is high, the fret isn’t normal.
filled with trespasses,
overshadowed by regret, frightened every love will
pass away.
we might visit the
catacombs, we might palm a tomb, we might be so far gone another is unmistaken
and aware. bless their souls!
brains are on display, intelligence
is challenged, one will debate the obvious corners—the deep and dear
understandings—the full-on reality! one will call you crazy—over what all can
see.
watching
sunshine, depending on its slant, the reason it smiles. by ghosts in shadows,
self – vising itself, communicating with the silence one seeks. a person will
become angered, for no greater reason—than one exudes a freedom they desire. we
sky-follow, laidback in an automobile, watching clouds form gracefully. the
life on the campus, so minimal for us, so much life for others. passing on
opportunities, gripping to thunder, to lose edges, the fringes become
important. the last to be invited, the first to be indicted, still wondering if
one cares more—as in utterance, style, dance, and achievement. the volume on
the vexed; the easygoingness of the failure, the advantage of the passive, the
pain one will endure. the transference, the inner dialogue, the feeling as
flayed and gripping havoc: so adored; so loved; such a grace war.
