Poetry

Legacy is my reason and my daily ritual

A daily ritual

Woke to a growing sprinkled field of yellow
Chirping musical notes throughout the spectrum
An owl hoots into the sunrise
The rabbits scamper and mightily sniff

 

Nearly forgot this was no serene monticello
Instead I lay waste to a thorny plectrum
Plucking out all my stomach butterflies
Rolling up on over the endless cliff

 

Rabbit, rabbit I ironically utter in the bordello
Rabbit run, I finally scream for momentum

Doubts exorcised, gold ring goals catalyzed
Imprinted forever will be my storied hieroglyphs

 

 

 

Speak the truth, mold the future

legacy is my reason and my daily  suture

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