"4.11 of 30: Bent And Broken Keys"

"Bent And Broken Keys"

The faster you go,
the more shrouded the concept.
Context clues a bevy....
The paper thin seems heavy
when you ignore the lines.
Time is meant to be defined;
not bypassed like billboard quotes.
Take the time to read the note.

Heard you wrote some thoughts
that held some substance.
I'm convinced that you relent
to your content in bunches.

Actions that cue my bluntness.

Much more than a spasm
when you employ your sarcasm
when addressing what we love.
Recalled how you'd push and shove
to be counted among the crowd
of blaring voices speaking loud
for what many can't conceive.

Take this serious or leave.

I've no issue with your talent
but you are your own disadvantage.
Welcomed challenges in sweep
but this promise you don't keep.
Time will teach you dedication.
Patience greater than elation
garnered by your faithful readers.
Nothing new about repeaters.

Have some pride about your craft.
Saw those before you
and you laughed
at the mere length of their exposure.
Now in them,
you seek the closure
that has accompanied your plight.
Candles only burn at night
for one with fire for the wick.
Nothing contrived in the process.
No smoke. No mirrors.

There are no tricks.

So contrived your work conceived.
Many methods you've perceived
as simple as one would believe
ask that you give
more than you receive.

Faster pace tends to deceive;
leaving nothing to retrieve
but a makeshift prison where confined
are all the lessons left behind.

This is your mind.

It doesn't have to be.

~ Society Of Poets ~

 ~ 30 ~

Written By: Devin Joseph Metz