December 2023 – Letters of Measure

When the Music was Made

Enjoy,

When the Music was Made

By Tyler Lucas Mobley

All is still before you, it never went away,

funny to see how it all occurs today. For to

know one’s self it helps to have eyes, waiting

for the right pair to point at the beginning of

time so this universe could turn in for the night.

It just came together, then it fell apart,

we laughed all the same like we knew

from the start. All points unwrapping

a never ending present, what’s the fuss

you know “it loved to happen.” Spelling

without backspace information piles on

full tray rounding peer, sideways it’ll go.

That old be careful you might get what you ask for sorta thing. Much Love,

Draft Vector

By Tyler Lucas Mobley

Supreme ruling over mile high state,

with arms crossed and backs firm it’s

made clear all seats are taken here, the

door that turned you away will hit you

on the way out. A fist thrown into a

revolving door, glass shatters, gloves

that were never on come off, chaos infects

gaining gravity pulling those who at

first never gave it any thought, are seen

decapitating neighbors with stop signs.

It’s all gotten a bit out of hand, calibrated

subconscious, stories decades old told from

fading ink, the smoke of progress lingers

on the frontier of a new civil war, if we

choose to fight it.