Lay Down Comedy
I’ve taught you well my young elder. The chosen path of the light was handed to you in a gift of sight as I gave you my eyes in a different life long before the land before time. Nothing exists except love and the energy it carries. In the giving of my gift you stole that energy from my soul and devoured it into a pale moonlight. Never dancing with everything that was what you’ve always wanted in one moment. I lost myself and I’m trapped in your purgatory. We cycled and I saw your pain long before you knew what your pain was helping you understand. You understood above me and guided your bleak melancholy fear and vicariously incepted my meditation of healing and light. If that’s what you wanted snd needed then I must let you go and extend my olive branch of peace elsewhere. Your paths were yours snd yours alone. I wisely chose for you. Dream sweetly my bitter saltine cracker. I’ll take a spoonful of peanut butter snd understand death. Your taxes will be denied one day. Not by me. But by you. Again snd again snd again. Reach for your heart as your mind splits in two and crouch over your shadow until you ignite the flame snd can pass your torch. I trust you. Challenging yourself is not a joke. Only to those who are women and comedy is a male gene.
Copyright © Jared Kent | Year Posted 2021
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