A (wise) man of two faces

If you like my writing and want to support me…

Please check out my book in the Amazon Kindle store by following the link: here. The price is $3.99 and it’s free to borrow for Amazon Prime users.

Thanks 🙂

New purpose obscured
by my old, well-worn vices,
my clouded vision.

She danced weightlessly
on the precipice’s edge
in the summer breeze.

She thought she was the bee’s knees
the teen-queen of the land
but crack open her hourglass
and there was only sand.

Swords and sorcery,
heroes and legends but still
just a distraction.

I swam into the sky,
charmed the moon, the stars,
and you
all before lunch.

“The Mayor’s Pipe” they called it,
a towering construct which loomed high
over the rustic village
cradled in the valley.

And from time to time
The Pipe would start to smoke
and puff out wisps of incensed smoke
for hours upon end.

The village men would celebrate this
as a sign of luck and fortune.
The village women merely smiled
and kept their secrets to themselves.