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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?
there's someone else has seen this
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DeleteIt is so chirpy! And funny. :) A bit Browning. (Love the Browning).
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