disconnect

blind obedience turns to questions when the teacher fails to provide, what? said the student whose eyebrows shot up due to feigned ignorance, a plausible answer, vague notions like wind, farting, puff and the cloud becomes acid rain and a mentor is struggling to tread water for legs that never had their first kick, a tail failing to emerge though tall stories did mention impossibles, how can it be? asked the bemused crowd for tainted silver erodes, permeates, diffuses through layers of whitewash becoming clearer as rain corrodes, empties all the fluffy pillows unable to withstand a typhoon, a hurricane, it is a change of the weather with new rules, patterns, dots coloring the pavements - mentor and student merged like water, feelings, cognition swirled within layers of unspoken words: clashing together to find insights, roots, heart buried in caves, symbols, the contents analyzed with microscopes that shed light though others would call it a different name. who benefits? asked the weather fickle, asked the wind, with rain dissolving all these hard to swallow truths, carried over the years as a gentle loving god crumbles and a song, a melody takes shape, forms to become a soothing prayer to absolve a life held in anchors by gods that did not exist, then the green sprouts their first leaves, life breathing air for the first time with truths redefined, god is just a name whose invocation meant a label plastered on a mouthpiece, discerning spirits picked apart each word scrambled together, like encryption being declassified, the hidden meaning appears like lemon juice on invisible ink. hearken, to the splendors, the dismal languid fairy folks dressed as angels still bickering about who is more real, and mentors and student, master and servant intertwined, stories fell like water from the sky, too heavy to keep intact for transformation pries apart all the crevices, nooks and hooks that like bait hang on air: awaiting, brooding, pending till the change came about and the dna is finally unraveled. two species from the same root, a cuckoo takes her first flight in air breaking, a smelly fart cascading on the audience no longer amused of what was once a comedy, a satire, something to be gleeful about dying, fading, the prominent becomes obscure when songs, patterns, music shed light to a heart, the mind still tries to piece together missing fragments, atgc with something extra, mused the poet nodding off to sleep in a blissful state no longer troubled by exotic flairs, flamboyant styles, vulgar messages fading into the distance with surfaces unruffled, a skin flawless beneath many layered flesh. to ponder, to question, to seek when all the answers reside in the heart.