Taipei

Ideas affixed    
Themselves  
Occasional    
To a journal    
Speaking out of order    
For me    
Up staging    
Performances    
Commands    
Dismayed    
No accolades    
Echoing    
In my own thoughts    
Eloquently    
Out onto the    
Golden streets    
Of Taipei    
{Lacing}    
    
Paved    
   
By this…    
Melancholy    
State    
   
As some    
Evolved    
Creation    
Birthing    
Tragedy-    
   
I am    
Still    
   
Only    
   
Humping    
The muse    
Inside    
My mind,    
Again.    
   
(This Morning)