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no
one as impressed with me as I am 
ego-ode
clouds
shine 
with
here's my halo
very
few people can see
how
do I do it?
where
am I from?
what
might I be up for now? 
three
square meals 
good
sleep 
and
dreams!
nobody
gets into them
can't
remember myself 
I
till all ills 
for
poetry
sell
it for a song
no
one has quite my sense of humour
outrage
right
wrong 
lift
off the top of my head
and
steam's out 
then
I chug along 
no
one has come as far as me
down
this track of I 
yes
parents once thought to clever me out
with
knowing what was in each drawer
how
long can that last?
then
sometimes I get agitated 
no
one can match the frenzy I feel 
not
with all that's in their eyes 
not
with a delicate death 
I'm
alive
so
no one knows my hurt, my bliss
mischief
I make and will 
how
will I keep it up?
breathe
what the trees do
sometimes
fly
nobody
knows what I'm thinking 
what's
next
I'm
there to look up and out and in 
there
at the turn of the seasons
I
swim the fire 
I
tune the sea
my
past is a locked casket 
go
to the grave with that 
or,
much better, blow about 
but
not right now 
I'm
busy
get
all excited then my pants come off
yours
too 
get
a grip 
you
might almost know the moment
pull
down the blinds 
it's
in the place where no one knows 
and
awesome! should I say sublime?
no
one has my sense of this world 
smells
what I smell 
or
how I do
what
I'll say next
no
one can tell 
who
knows my eternity 
or
this my moment now? 
must
always have had a voice in this 
no
one prouder of me than I this-self am 
how
many can say that? 
 
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DeleteIt is so chirpy! And funny. :) A bit Browning. (Love the Browning).
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