Remember the day you bartered your memory for your story Remember the day legend submitted to fame Remember the day Silent Knight laid down his Sword holyKnight Charles Wain and the Seven Dramaturgs Mary Feast was legendary until they gave a Rat Sass you had remained SILENT K had remained North Star in the dark NIGHT Constellation Immortal memory not story when you wrote an autobiography to write was to rite until what was wrote became rote Hear/Say again the rumored unseen W DoubleYou of memory and legend Remember that day Xmas was Christ
Gone to Seed
My written words were the worst of me. Cloaked deceits.
Autocorrects of
Real life has no true representations
I no longer need, or even understand
What was the need
To see oneself
Correction,
To see d one’s self
In the blank space between
The needy letters arranging themselves
Finding complacent words for a safe landing
Please allow this aircraft to crash
With my soul intact I denounce
All that has been written is the lie
That was not life
But it’s escape from authenticity
Fight attendants, if you haven’t done so, please prepare