“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
Accusations
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.