Perspectivity: The Parable of The Queen & The Sad One


“There is something in the air tonight,”

said The Sad One to The Queen,

“I was walking around outside and–”

She then proceeds to halt talking,

as The Queen lowers her head,

and whispers nonchalantly–

Something I cannot hear,

since, I am just a distant observer writing.

A secret of the trade

-to share ideas without mocking-

Like a bird,

The Sad One begins to chirp.

She runs excitedly

to the palace balcony

on the Eastside of Brooklyn, New York.


[Where I am, is where I am to be]