Adjudication
Carved out and cordless with
no place to plug in
No batteries or bartered
energy sources
Wanting to speak but the
strands of these vocals
Keep tight in horses,
standing staunch as mules
That whispers are
extravagances too gluttonous to consume
Strapped to this seat, a
lawyer nesting in her brief
Entrenched in every letter,
every nuance of code
Every vantage point that
could be un-tombed in the silence of this room
Aware that even the slightest
out of order utterance
Could bring about a mistrial
and all the driving and the time in
Of reference and study could
be pissed away in a flurry
Of judge’s calls and bustling
civil halls of order in the corners
Of knowing this is a circus
of sands fluttering in the air of where
The music sits idle in the
sequestered marrow of what makes a man, a man
This defined so blind and the
times to move are consumed
With schedules and meddles
tested in the court dates manifested
On what can not be agreed to
nor discussed and impasse
Of all that is left in these
carrying cases of excess baggage
Another life and other
electric spikes of surges in the urges
To recognize what was and
what was not and all this conjecture just ties knots
In the safety line to realign
the direction out this hedge maze
Can not call out or
trespassers will be shot, but having to go in despite
Knowing what is not,
permitted in this ransacked kingdom
The king must sneak his way
back in, to find the princess, to allocate the treasury
And all these mind fields
impair his trajectory from ever just picking up his things
And moving on, each of these
steps forlorn and ambivalent amidst the suicide sentiments
Castle under siege and silent
to not alert the enemies within the gates
Historic truth like a pitfall
trap to go lost and off the map of where this needs to go
So aware that love is not
evidence, no video recording, only vantage points
To take advantage of
revisionist history for divergent family Bibles
Saddle past mid day walking
in and taking claim to the adjudicator’s discretion
These trinkets and these
treasures tossed in the same sack, wanting some and none of it back.
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