Crossroads Tale: Synopsis
Crossroads Tale: Synopsis
Jumbled, fumbled
thoughts fester floors
such a toxicologist,
bleeding heart
ignores,
Channels his veins
neath tiled floors
of a bar joint
worked by
whores,
His essence fills the walls
challenged by cigarettes,
cigars, concoctions and
lonely tear ducts that
drains and fills the
devil's brew of
tasteless
breakups
In all off this bruhaha he
gathers his thoughts of
what has or to be
somewhere is a
guitar, who had
bested the
best,
Little did he know that
one who he had
blasted in that
match was,
the master
The young man brought
vigor to one who was
stale but hungered,
as challenged less
became his demise
for none in the
world would
daringly
despise
So it was winning or losing for
the master knew the kid had
already won irrespective
as being challenged was
the determining
factor,
For they both won because
the master was finally
challenged, by a boy
who offered his soul
to be the best and
on return, he
gave him a
free ticket
to fame.
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2019 September 15
*2nd Place*
Crossroads
~~Silent One
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