Spectator Sport

poetic lineage & socratic oaths
through a sardonic lens I'm a quiet chronicler
"you're paying to do this job?"
yes
to be a farmer-priestess left to her own devices 
literarily 
that guy?
he's part of the tableau
what is prose but a body lived in?
in search of people who don't need permission 
to be themselves 
where brilliance is not a prerequisite for speech
just a tongue in training
I consider how skillfully 
we break our own hearts
if I am a master of any thing 
it would be this
and it is a thing of men
to have a buddy named mike
a pre-trained placeholder with parameters such as 
an inclination toward sports and 
danger
observing their nature as a stranger 
I just want to be included