Suddenly the drizzle glows grey, and
The breeze nearly sweeps me away, off my feet
And into the street. But I hold still,
I can keep on. Look both ways,
Though I can't see past my own strong-will,
Adhesive-words taped to my tongue,
But nothing will come of it.
I challenge myself with jumping onto the pavement,
But maybe it was too hard, my new polished shoes
Are viciously attacked!
An army of apparent cleanliness,
Freshly picked from shit,
Like gun but not really, it's gum
Which is my adversary.
As I pace down the uneven concrete I can feel it.
Never right, the other one, always slightly resisting me.
And yet pulling me further down.
No matter, I can easily get myself up if I try
And forget.
But it's a white-black nagging,
A tug on my trouser leg,
A tap on my tonsil.
I turn the corner, suddenly vision!
It has come to me like a train as I lay on the tracks.
Shaking, chattering teeth, useless movement.
And I wait and I watch and I work and I want
More than I can feel on the two cold lines
Almost running through me, as if I'm a part of it,
I help this metal dragon fly,
But then I wake up, and my pillow snags on my ear,
And its like I've rediscovered another problem.
If I had not been here before, I would not
Have understood. It's all the same,
The cream-beige-brown bricks side by side.
Every so often they are spaced out,
Some obnoxious snake like creature of white runs through them
Like a stream through a mountain, fruitlessly trying to be seen.
But then the doors,
They all open so differently.
And in different colours too!
Red, green, purple, blue,
I wandered if they once opened to you.
But I am silent and I remember.
And as if each one were scared of the rain,
Now drudging it's way through my coat,
They all wear hats, made of slated skin,
Thick stone slabs that won't let anything in.
Every so often I can catch a glint,
Through one of their eyes,
A drape, or a blind, something, anything
Which makes the similarity less bland.
But then if I dismiss them,
They all feel the same by the touch of my hand.
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