Pre-Rumble

I am born
a perfecting man
a sound
low rumbling
philosophy, yes.

Tried in established
patterns, with substance,
with improvements.

Corrections are made
and lessons learned
through mimicry

Yet while I live
rustle me up
some boulders'
and build me
a pyramid
to land on
when I'm dead.

And tape up my ducts
carve a sarcophagus
for my bed
surround me with
jewels from toe to head.

Going from unborn
to beyond dead,
As I want to
rumble the future
when they take out
my sutures.



Patrick Darnell