The Brittle Bridle

I don’t even look forward to the day,
Just the searing hot midnight shower,
So my sins are burnt away.

This isn’t a monologue,
But a soliloquy.
I am truly alone with my ability.

It is the middle of the night,
I am the angel among the black,
Cloaked and winged.

I am an observer,
A preserver,
A peacekeeper.

But what peace is there to keep?
It has fallen out of my grasp,
Like silky water.

I should really learn to forget,
With this temper of mine and all.
Sometimes I seem serine, though…

The depths are getting stronger,
The white is more bright than ever before.
Nothing can stop me now.

I am the ranger, the marshal, the sheriff.
I force people down and beat them with sticks.
I am primitive, obsolete.

But they can’t stop me,
I am impenetrable,
Unstoppable.

The water burns, it comes out softly.
It drips down my armor like peace,
An aura.

A token among the stars,
I still wonder who we are.
And who am I?


There are so many sides to this body,
So many developing minds.
All of them are stillborn.

But I will crown myself king,
If that’s what it takes.
I desire control above everything else.

I don’t want anything to stop me,
I want to feel like a freight train,
Alone in the desert plain.

I want to be the angel among the black,
I want to be the peacekeeper,
I want to be a ranger digging himself deeper.

If I can get my act together,
And keep my dispositions in line,
Then I’ll rise above all in my way.

I feel myself getting bigger, stronger,
Harder, longer.
Nothing can stop me now.

A menace in the midst of tranquility,
I lack everything but a sole ability,
And do not know what it is.

Maybe a talent, maybe it’s natural,
It only worms its way into the drama,
An essence of interference.

But why, I am forced to ask, is it here?
Is it a hindrance or a compliment?
Am I a cult or should I repent?

And since I wish to control,
Then there must be a solution.
Am I being weathered or fortified?

I can no longer state my undying desire,
No longer feel the wave of empowerment within me.
Is it possible that nothing can stop this train?