Vantage. Overlooking the dream world where pain and presence collide to elucidate the road ahead. While in reflection the days of toil gone to yesteryear are used to pave the path forward. Where does change occur? How does time record our version, especially when perspectives disagree? Left to reminisce about things we thought would be guaranteed as future.
Climbed as high as the buttress allowed. Howling wind, masking the express attempt to find the right breathing. Pursuing change as salvation from the circumstance. Illustrious, forbidden, reclined and supine before the willful hand of this man’s resolve. Overtaken by snippets and sequence, repositioning to withstand collision on the gantry. Toes bent back in negative rise as white as the dawn remembered.
The son kissed my cheek in the morning light. Purpose. Harmony, chords working feverishly to repeat the masterpiece we were of told at premiere. Small violet diamonds. In sweeping measure, we doubted our reprieve, so we hid in silence praying for slumber. What came next was the real surprise. As eagles glide never giving way the true focus at the pinnacle of grand arc.
This sentence leads nowhere, revealing nothing, aiding no one’s health or recommittal. How may compensation be due when increase is absent? is the world improved by my verbal vomit or nonsensical revisitation of yesterday’s nightmare and today’s perpetual ponderance? How may I molest your consideration with peppermint folly, meant to linger daily making mockery of reason, sans recourse. Is there enough salve to mend my good conscience?
It worked. My short efforts to show you all of my worst qualities have somehow broken the spell of false adoration. I have rarely been the apple for anyone’s eye to capture in focus. Preferring the odd geometric fruits as pomegranate or pear, never dreaming of watermelon and leechee. I prefer to remain unknown in context and prism. Relegating myself to the least equipped for dancing, meal or praise. Finding perfect pose at the foot of understanding. Powerless by choice. Hopeful beyond the depths of the world.