The Anti Bugle Call Rag

Such sobriety in the court where these kids played ball. It’s impossible to hear any gratifying bugle call or those subtle syncopated symphonies. Am I one to proclaim youth as phony? Look. Monotones can never be swank tunes, they are merely unrefined masterpieces of loons. Clad in black with anarchic unison, boorish teens gather among this white noise,…

Falsetto

Whenever I long to reach for a something shelved too high, I ponder if cuts are going to itch or if tears are bound to run dry. Whenever I deem something unmissable, I linger for too long within its velvety edges. But my heart tells me to keep my composure as this world may be…

O Tell Me The Truth About Love

Will it come like a change in the weather,
Will its greeting be courteous or bluff,
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

Feather

It flew in through the window while in a probable nostalgia you wallow. It was a proud crimson delegate of beauty so presently delicate. You began to carry it around, the lucky charm that caught you spellbound. Because of how bright it seemed, how light it felt. Esteemed with prideful exuberance it was worn upon…

worthwhile \ magician’s assistant

“A magician’s assistant is a performer in a magic act who is not billed as the magician or principal name in the act. The role of an assistant can include holding the props that are used by a magician, shifting props onto and off the stage, and serving as a living prop in illusions that involve…

Face \ Facade

Pixelated screens, heavily smoked. The walls I face – pale blue, pale grey. No complaints about the chair I rode, just the dread of death’s timely arrival for slay. The word ‘face’ looks so very alike to ‘facade’. Everything in black and white, (even) everything already blurry starts to fade. They do not go out…

The Bad Habit \ a thank you note

They were never uncouth and spoke impeccably I supposed until that grotesque mannerism Pierced boorishly through the silence that made eyes widen and jaws drop – even seemingly noxious to some ears. There was an initial revolt So I rewarded them with a look of repugnance. Yet it crept into me over time insidiously I…