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