[Intro]
Quarterly review. Exhibits to date.
For the record: the strategy is WORKING.
(Working toward what is an appendix question. Moving on.)
[Verse 1]
Exhibit A: the Meridian deal — nine figures, clean, my structure, my close
The partners toasted ME by name, and I checked my phone once. Twice. Habit. Nothing. Fine.
Exhibit B: the young professionals board — youngest chair they've ever seated
Announced in the business journal. He reads the business journal. Statistically. Probably. Moving on.
[Verse 2]
Exhibit C: the half marathon — one forty-nine, first try, negative split
His hour at the gym now, five days, and my form is FLAWLESS, ask the mirrors
And he says morning — warm, complete, the same, THE SAME, still the same —
And Exhibit D: the keynote. Two hundred chairs. A standing third of them.
And in the beat right after the applause — that beat — that specific beat —
(nothing. The beat had nothing in it. Beats are empty. That's what beats are. Moving on.)
[Chorus]
Proof of worth — the case assembles, exhibit on exhibit
Undeniable, on schedule, on the record, in the journal
Best quarter of my life by every metric anyone can audit
(...then why does every win land like a package no one's home for)
Strike that. Withdrawn. The record stays:
Proof of worth
(...noted. he'd— )
(...noted. Proceeding.)
[Verse 3]
And here's the part I'd never say in deposition, so it goes here, once, sealed:
I've started picking exhibits by an audience of one
The board seat — would that register? The split time — is that his language?
I'm curating a portfolio in a currency I've never once seen him spend
And the ONLY currency I've watched him honor — I watched it at a panel, ten seconds, his whole face —
came through a phone, from home, and cost nothing, and I can't acquire it, and moving on. MOVING ON.
[Verse 4]
Status, quarter's end: winning. Objectively. Audited. Sustained.
Three streaks intact, a fourth one building, the town knows my name in four new rooms
And the vault — the appendix — the QUESTION —
stays filed. Stays handled. Stays exactly where I put it
(it hums, though. At 2 a.m. It hums.)
Next quarter: bigger exhibits.
(...noted. proceeding. louder.)
The_SCAR
