THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Split]

sometimes i write, normal, to show the rest is on purpose,
the emphatic performer, taking questions in person.
i step out of characters... reattach different organs,
cause I fashion my narrative presence from a listing of sources.
my stories are prepared from copy edits, cut experience, too.
altogether, a serious few. a break-up. various feuds.
sex and sum fuk. the sedatives that buried too soon.
revelations revised and recalled until they're as empty as you.
a martyr who's "soon" to be "eventually"... "talk about late, kid",
Jesus was you, with a placard, and a congregation
every weekend, these apartments our graveyard.
commuting's as far as the community, isnt it?
it's hard to be you when you used to be different.