Ajax compensated for his loneliness by posturing his lips to Ohm in silence.
Boredom enticed him to lapp his tongue and taste the bourbon smell
emitting from his voice.
Ohm. He began, simplified his thoughts and transcribed them to a social media post.
Establishing Ajax’s intoxication.
Roll on Snare. Illuminate the laughter sign.
Life becomes to anticipate chaos.
Saving face to form comb-overs
Stealing a Cheshire grin to reflect missing follicles
In shop windows.
Life weaponizes becoming.
Hallucinations elicit memories
And place familiar faces atop homeless
Ajax stands in line at the bank, watches the female teller
Activate her customer service training.
Which emphasized pity disguised as tolerance
To placate lonely white males,
Confusing remuneration for affection.
Taking Last Names,
Replacing them with a savior complex.
Peasants belong to the same life
And Audrey Hephburn
And suicide by Ajax.
blood as life
intrigues the loud-mouth. blink before the scope
eyeing reel to reel
Mama bird utilizes his crown
for her nest. Perches an egg
Against the King’s thorn.
Winds filter through railings
Styled to praise
Waves as moments
In time. In our time.
A willingness to explore
Takes the Robin’s egg
To the sidewalk below.
Baby blue to cataracts gray.
Justice would’ve found the shell useless
After human touch anyway.
Such anti-Faustian routines
Demonstrate why Protoplasm
Cracked under its own assurance.
To explain how life fails
In describing itself.