success as a false accolade 10/10/19

success exists as a false accolade.

expectations have kissed 

and made up in the moment

as the imprint of repeatability gains in stature.

repetition, as a state of mind,

lends itself to a false-notion 

of familiarity as it's home.

success piles-on, as a framing style.

there is a trophy room in this house of memory.

stature is the mood portrayed as worn.

life is then a version of simplified logic.

the syntax of haves and have-nots becomes evident.

doubt is a barking dog in every mind,

now is appeased, 

but for how long?

this becomes a viewing style of relevance,

non-participatory but ever watching.

it lives for the account there of

by whatever is confined 

and consigned to a task, 

burdensome or otherwise assigned.

there is a measure warranted 

to the privacy of self worth.

success is a mirror view in response

where the past is still applauding

as if as the keel 

on the submerge of the moment

rather than the viscosity of self aware

as the glide.

these payoffs eventually become payloads.

personality becomes a cargo bay 

and success becomes shipping fools 

out on the sea of monotony. 

living from interactional port to port,

delivering expectation’s rewards

as it becomes its own self-serving industry.

success then becomes a strategist’s operative.

now is never the act of itself

but the reverie of audience as the self in approval.

one is in receivership of rewards

as the self gains new grounds for stature.

success makes audience out of us all,

those claiming, 

those in judgment,

and those in envy.

self in the moment, expresses from within.

self in audience, looks for the momentous.

success is still-shots taken from passing events

for the building of self as superficial surface-wells

yet we all thirst for the running of water, 

to energetically, freshly drink of ourselves . . .