“Incidental Epiphany” by Drew Marshall

Someone or some entity
Bless me
I have not sinned
I bear the signs
Of a marked man


Pointed fingers
Truths, taken as excuses


Because of tomorrow
All things being equal
I remain
Fighting in my sleep
Charming, but angry


A mainstream, outsider
Has missed his intended, destination
Time is a luxury of views
I cannot afford


Dusty rhythms arrive
At memories end
Under the guise, of cloudy dreams








Drew Marshall works as a Program Assistant in the mental health field. He has also worked as a Benefit Analyst and litigation paralegal. He enjoys practicing guitar and snorting vanilla scented candles.