My life &
a historyof small disasters
predicted on cue,
are one in the same.
Not born into disaster
(but born for them)
I was pre-trained to
fill
my own little spaces
with destinies
of cerebral importance.
Those little things
made up the whole
of my
life, a page,
or group of pages
-unsorted to most.
I was the hero
of every personal story
-and the villain in most.
Pre-written pages
that hung
from old trees
-on old branches
never dropping off
in the
fall.
I cried,
every time a page
was torn down
by the wind
-and I stared
once again
-at a blank page,
instructions written
in invisible ink.
Mark David Jordan, 2011
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