Dormant Account

by Clifford K. Watkins, Jr. 

Lost to the rudiments of being
Trying to envision your sketchy remembrances
I’m somehow assuaged by your tone
You compel me from a fracture in life’s monotony
For your rhythmic words are the vanquishers of my darkness
Forging a mindset of quick-fix luminosity
Alive as I bask in this furtive sun
And somewhere you shudder at the thought of my affection
As I envelope myself with the warmth of faceless strangers
Yet always superimposing your subtle face
So there will always be misplaced scraps in my patchwork existence
No matter how irretrievably foolish

Clifford K. Watkins, Jr., has dabbled with various mediums in the creative realm. He has been writing poems, stories, and dirty limerick since elementary school. Through the years, he has performed as a comedian, rapper, and spoken-word artist. He hosted a call-in radio show for EPiphany Radio (2014-16) that featured spoken-word artists from all over the world. He currently resides in a small one-horse town in the Appalachian Mountains of Virginia, where he spends his free time writing, walking trails, and painting rocks. If you'd like to check out some of his comedic audio recordings, visit:

http://reverbnation.com/rotun