"days of reckoning" another product of Waffle House in Decatur on a very early Wednesday morning fueled by coffee and a pecan waffle—confrotational verse, writer versus reader—the reader always wins out - this is also heavy metapoetry, which I will attempt to explain on my Instagram live video @joescaper tomorrow at around 11:00 am - gonna start some podcasts of my poetry and other weird commentary - stay tuned

days of reckoning

this brings me to the final drowsy act

of this one of all my days of reckoning

for every day is that fateful day

yes even yesterday which is no longer

or tomorrow which is never yet to be

is each that reckoning day

for all of you and us and all those

who ever walked this whirling planet

or will walk before you and us

when all I can do is try to make a case

for my actually existing in this unreal

delusional parade of fantasy

by writing about it—that’s it?

that’s all you got?

yes

and even though the questions “that’s it?”

and “that’s all you got?” were asked of me

I wrote the questions—that is

not the speaker but “I” the authorial “I”

because the secondary speaker

asked the question of the speaker

and “I” wrote the question

so “I” control the reality

of this exchange—yet I control nothing

you do

you there—reading this

you control it all

especially when you make meaning

of all this bullshit

so I hand it all to you