Guided Effort (day 3079)

Each bound of this effort
Shall be guided by an ethic
Thick and strong
And learned from teachers
Who have passed the cosmic test
Of ethically moraly taut strings
That have tested each suitor
Teetering on the brink
Of life’s precipice
In an act so noble
So filled with gravitas
So acutely aware and attentive
That each scope and legend
Becomes unto itself
An aura of valiant deed
To guide this said effort.

The Wall (day 1456)

I lost that scope,
Whittled it down into spice and chutney
Grumbling with vengeance
To unresponding pebbles
While sculped demi-gods whispered
Into darkness and a masked Persian
Dangled scented indulgence
Over two freshly peeled cocktails.
I watched it float on,
Into the Wall.