Prose – Page 16 – Aubrey's Arch

The Bliss That I Contain Is Just So Real

Bliss is real In the form of ignorance or enlightened zeal We numb to feel a dream of reality 3.17.15

I Was Built With Answers

The question will be in the answer I know this all far too well Every line is hard to tell A maze of muses dire swelled The power of construction, questions nailed 3.5.15

I never lost hope in the face of fear How could I when I had met the ghost of me Casualties fell by the wayside, as I fastened my attire Abide And Remain In Endurance is the hometown of my calling Inundated whiplash from the minor terry shall not subdue I have been expecting this,…

They Tried To Change You, Green Tea

My ideas were a bit too strange ranging terror amidst what’s tame It will make sense to your tethered brain, why i became so insane 1.29.15

Shake The Courage, Shake The Fence

I lost my wit, like a little twit Tripped out of line in defense Back that thing up to rinse Your character, shake the fence 3.8.15

Knocking On My Conscious Clear

A neighbor, almost rival who lost a son, I needed to be easy on. She wanted in, I held her back, firm stance, strong attack. She said, look I’m only the messenger. We come to shed way. I am concerned, others dim or lay themselves on antique shelves to stay preserved in a kind of…