The rumored calm.
by marcus

and behind the clouds, the sun sinks
while rain drops fall from slivers
three roll down my cheek
wiping away silver lining
I lost
when once, i won
in the time of my mantra
i wore this badge of courage
and flashed it likeĀ a crooked cop
now in criminal distress
testing truths till they become
tragically translucent
in the quite storm
I let lighting widen my puilss
and before the thunder thuds
I breath it all in
the electricity excites me
escaping
inevtibly
I am brought back to reality
and in the dark nightmares
in the distance beyond
smiling faces
found and pretending
the resitance is
destroyed by persistence
but the present circumstances
your lamenting
romances
best friends bow out
without grace
like bulls in china shops
My mental janitor
is no matador
and I am defeat
as the beat goes on
with no song
and endless rainbows of blue
I put sobering news papers
over my eye’s to sleep
threw this
and I have a blind man vision
constantly looking at my feet
under the summit
of the sad rag
for answers
the words might as well
be in cuneiform
why do we bother
when we never learn
from my toungue, to my soul
I manifest movement
with action and ignorance
stumbling, strafing and suffering
pain is the greatest teacher
leading your nose
to roses
and it makes sense