Unborn Again

Sensibilities shaped and slapped and stolen. (aha) I am indeed a borrowed man. For where amongst my stirrings stand priori grand? Mission thwarted by a bell. Noble tell. Some soul such as mine even, ever thus, declined. Brokered deal appealed in youthful fancy; clung as clung today. A skyward, inward, aching chance. Once rejoiced. A face more mine than my own. All skin each day the morning shone. Bark un-burled. Shadow long uncurled to rust. Untrusted flag re-furled; Scattered in what mattered, dust. Awoke to see the joke. First impression lasting, reality unmasking, I am Thee. A fraud become. Mashed potato brained and stew of everyman. Another pauper’s heart proffered for a token: Stolen, broken, borrowed, a cobbled, curse of words. No glory left ingrained this shallow story unrefined and rained upon us all. Long verse of silence, then still. Until more silence comes from up the hill. mon u mental moment, overturned by seed or ant. can to can’t. broken dancer’s leg, blinded painter, broken banker. suicide with empty gun. far worse than hollow lifetime borrowed, and chattering to gatherings as though tomorrows come with new surprises there is only one surprise. and here it is.