Perplex and absorbed frog
by the leaping butterfly
not Freud would explain
I must be sure that I got it all together in and outside my minds I just say whatever
Just got the message and the message is I AM PERPLEX?
11/16/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Coexist in complexity
A perplex proxy of our galaxy where exotics exist
Exhale the excessive vexations toxic to expansion and relax among the obnoxious exposure
An example of expanded thought mixed with textbook genetics
An extrovert flexible to the exceeding paradox
Excited to be the exemplar, to exit and convex from the parallax of proximity
The nexus between over exquisite luxury and existentialism is the elixir to this maximized hex we were coaxed into
Explode in the mixture of climax and detox,
Expelled in rebirth of the matrix
The phoenix complex exhibits flux and exalts us to a higher axis
Beyond this matchbox mindset we extol
Sunday I went to church late and slid into a back seat.
Then I was shocked beyond belief at who I did meet.
My ex was sitting smack dab in front of me on the pew,
With his arm close around a woman, I didn’t think I knew.
I wanted to fall into a hole and disappear,
But I had to take the high road, now I was here!
He turned his head to look at me, and I flashed him a big smile.
Then when I went to sing in the choir, I sashayed down the aisle.
My church was my haven, why had he come here?
The sight of him with that woman did not endear.
He had done this purposefully, I thought with dismay,
But I wasn’t about to let him know he ruined my day.
I sat through the sermon, but my blood ran cold.
He had stepped over the line, he was just too bold!
I was taken aback at the end when he introduced me to his date,
Because she looked more like his mother, than a new soulmate!
If he visits my church again, I will be surprised,
For I know he had an ulterior motive he could not disguise.
God works in mysterious ways…that is a fact.
I left the church chuckling, with my dignity intact.
A word so poignant strikes my heart
And silently, I'm rent apart
How did this happen? Who am I
To say that what you say is lie?
My mind spins, and so suddenly
I'm falling down into my soul
My heart churns, ever sullenly
Oh I was never whole
Your patronage was pleasure while it was
Your words, a tear within the crimson sky
Is apathy only a name
For how I shield myself from pain?
Romanticism, but a lie
That leaves me here to die?
Empricism, only used
So that I seem to choose between indifference and diffidence?
So aptly named, what is it to fulfill a self-made name?
As an evanescent memory
The sun so slowly sets into life's sea