Performing Monkey

He sits lost

the throne of bones

swallowing his frame.

Sallow skin sags

a skull wearing a face

despair

a solid cloak

wrapped around the dismal man.

Once so great

once the golden boy

the fall from grace

a harsh lesson to be learned.

Gregarious

chummy

every man’s best bud

truth eventually rises

exposing the darkness beneath.

Tumbling down the hill

lost

nary a man

running to protect him.

Reaching too high

without a moral compass

without regard for any

but one’s self

Believing none will touch

none will dare speak

made the fall all that much sweeter

for those plundered

abused

torn apart.

Now a performing monkey

sitting upon the throne of bones

the man awaits……..

the next show starts at two.

 

 

 

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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