Making Entre Nous By Sy Roth
I want to cotton to the idea that I am sometimes a writer
And somewhere in the mish-mash of the words I wrangle
Lies the secret sharer,
A mystical, maleficent purveyor of dreams
A catcher of the scent of truth
Planting markers along a terminus of eternities of drudgery.
Obfuscation rests like a purring cat in an unrestrained mob.
We are all peepers at the windows of the naked
Drooling at their nakedness,
At the quandary of designs of their flesh.
I genuflect to the indignant part of my search for words,
Turn to the infernal beings and their gross realities
Buried in the wazoos of the vast unwashed
Who cling to their opioid reveries
And speak to their impermanent assault on the rods and cones
And leave svelte electric trails as they synapse through brain cells
Like wood nymphs cavorting in the verdant glens of remembrance.
And in that morass, I hunt for understanding
And find instead a jumble of unanswered questions,
Wriggling beasties caught inextricably in the overgrown vines.
So, I write to expunge those memories–real and imagined
And the refill the voids–
Where once we all played ringolevio wildly in vacant courtyards
In a time when things felt simpler and the mind more supple
We buried our malice in the capture and incarceration of the game.
Now, I find myself in the execution of the words
Stuffing the trepidations into new boxes,
Shaping nubile realities in search of something
That makes nous in a senseless world.
©2018 Sy Roth
Original photography by Robert Sundheimer
Sy Roth is a retired school administrator who has finally found the sounds of silence and the time to think whole thoughts. This has led him to find words and the ability to shape them. He has published in Visceral Uterus, Amulet, BlogNostics, Every Day Poets, Barefoot Review, Haggard and Halloo, Misfits Miscellany, Mad Swirl, Larks Fiction Magazine, Danse Macabre, Bitchin’ Kitch, Bong is Bard, Humber Pie, Poetry Super Highway, Penwood Review, Masque Publications, Foliate Oak, Miller’s Pond Poetry and The Eloquent Atheist.