Empower, coarse through me
So that I’m mostly you.
So I can be as Enoch
Until one day
You elongate my legs
So I can finally
Look you in the eye
If I dare.
– Vagabond Prophet
Tag: spilled ink
Bumpy ride stops
At a ‘T’ intersection
Or is it an ‘l’ with a dorsal fin?
Perspective is everything.
Vagabond Prophet
Haggis
Resentments sitting content
Happy in my blindspot
Loading up on buckshot.
Dropping their illusions
Descending around
This fragile ground.
Saying brutal things
With crepuscular scent
That make me lament.
“Did you gargle with haggis?
You smell like entrails and fear
And your end is near.”
Can you give me words
To silence these birds of prey
And render them but clay?
– Vagabond Prophet
Socks getting holes
After just three uses.
Are my travels that despicable
That even my clothing refuses to go back?
Vagabond Prophet
Backtalk
The city puts
White stuff on the road
To protect against
The white stuff in the sky.
How foolish,
Haven’t we yet learned
Not to talk back
To our mother.
– Vagabond Prophet
Pom Pom Bandit
First darkness then light
Is this the dawn of creation?
Oh wait no,
Just a flashlight shone in my face
At 6 AM.
Daughter of mine why?
You’re the pom pom bandit
Stealing my heart anew each day.
– Vagabond Prophet
Waiting
I’m going to be busy today
Rush rush
Go go go.
Legs walking
Arms lifting
Mind waiting patiently
For a chance to be used at all.
– Vagabond Prophet
Rejected
Wanna go get told
There’s no room for us
At a hotel?
Or eat out
Once all the foods gone?
We could beg for seats
On a bus with no space.
Let’s get every application
Rejected
Torn to shreds.
If we’re neglected
Down below
We’ll be accepted
Up above.
– Vagabond Prophet
Do you think I bow out cause I think you’re right?
Or cause I don’t want to fight?
We lay down seething, smell our pillows burn and drift off to the place where you’d think we’d learn
The Tragically Hip
Waiting for the clouds to split wide open, release their payload and wash me clean.
– Vagabond Prophet
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