Your eyes an intrusion
Sending shivers up my spine
Please don’t look my way
I’m monstrous tonight
With all these thoughts
Trapped inside my brain
Like Caterpillars trapped in purgatory
Never quite getting anywhere
Or past the realm of here
No catalyst for tears
[Put words here]
I can’t seem to hit the right vein
For the air to take and create.
The team of little critters in my brain
Have taken a break
His dinosaurian ancestry shines through
The glimmer in his eye
A hint to the wise
Feathers fluffed by the wind
Ear tufts twirled
By the hands of evolution
Screaming out to one another
To be part of the dinosaurian sequel
The Jay
One may say
Is a moustachioed magpie
Or it may just be I
But I see wisdom deep set
In his pale blue eyes
Garrulus glandarius
What significance comes
From such a noisy name
Matching the moustache
Which should surely bring him fame
His covert feathers flash by
a blue flame
In the blink of an eye
Why can’t you see that
Your pushing past
Dinosaurs
Who trespass
The periphery of your vision
But not the centre of your mind
Leaving giant prints behind
You, standing there
In the footprint of Argentinosaurus
The world hanging on
Waiting for you to notice
Don’t overwhelm
With your gratitude
Or disappointment
I know I’m not whole
With or without you.
The alleyway Robin
Shoots me a look
it’s beady eyes an insight
Into the blocks of light
Swimming in her brain
“I’ve a penny for your seed sir,”
She tweets, head tilted
Training her sights on me
Permitting me momentary refuge
From the purgatory within
Trying to find that one sustained……..
Note……
That resonates…
With this despair
Swelling in my chest
Hindering my capacity to breathe
That one note
As a howl to the wind
Haunting this world
As I am haunted in mind
Giving into the pointlessness
Of existence
Time like sand slipping through fingers
Running
Head first into the demons
letting go
Of resistance
The cliffs and the sea are not friends or foe
They just simply exist
If only you and I could see our lives
In such a way
As the sea erodes rocks
Our tears chisel and etch lines on our face
Longing to be remembered
But not retraced
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