Have You Been Briefed?...
Have you been briefed?...
These streets beneath you
that secrete phantoms
keep you up on your toes...
You're hedged in a deserted park
with a question mark that screams...
...Up there on the tip of that
Civil War statue's rifled musket
that is pointed at a soldier undisclosed
you sense a whiff of deceit
that is pungent and perverse...
Have you been briefed,
or are you well versed
in the vocabulary
of cognizance?...
Night returns for feeding,
and you're back in the belly
of your home...
The shade of your existence
stains the creases of some chair,
and your astounded
for a few moments,
while a chime goes off somewhere,
as you'd consigned to oblivion
the weight of who you were,
so you rush outside
to vanish, and
be swallowed
by the black.
Have you been briefed?...
Your knowledge or lack of knowledge
shifts in and out like light...
May tomorrow be more bright!...
It's a game where rules are tossed.
Have you been briefed?...
...Or is the cost
factored in to your release?...
Behind your back
the closet creaks,
and your out the door again.
©
7/8/20
Bunny Villaire