Audience

[colloquy]

When all’s said and done,
Air's a-snap wiff the crack of fingers
Who’s got your liver?...And eaten to hearts content
Spent from release, conscience keeps peace. Pleased, resolve sleeps
Deep...is the trip we took…down the meandering thoughts of this soul
Seeking to know and be known…
But who caught the fire?
Took the baton, sworn to run like with wolves and aspire, whose
Eyes, whose lives soared a bit higher? Or a least copped a feel
Of the faintest of faint…notions, “Men cat's spitting truth,” “This stuff could be f’real”
Who did I feel?
And who felt me?
Deep unto deep
With this language we peep
Who listened and heard…me?

-colloquy-