My body free,
I move with ease.
I'm free
I'm FREE
I'M -Thud-
My life to flash before me,
Would cause dizziness throughout.
Flash.. Of nothing?
Me - with no point -
A pointless existence indeed.
I see the same things
Day through.
Hear the same sounds
Night long.
All I do is
-Thud-
My journey ends.
I'm on the board.
My head shakes, as per,
When -Pluck-
I'm jolted from my cushion.
Awoken into a realm
Where others are in control.
Passed from person to person.
No connections ever made.
i imagine that it's the thoughts of a clever pet as it looks at it's life. a pet cat that does tricks and wonders why, or a well trained budgie that wants to escape. or perhaps it's a person, used to performing for the world and wondering what if...?
well constructed, especially the breaks taht signifiy movement. they don't inturude into the flow, rather, they enhance the experience.
great work.
I thoroughly enjoyed this piece. Clever metaphor for life's unpredictability and fleeting moments of freedom/life. I do think you're starting to hit your rhythm with prose poetry. Well done. Rob
A nice little piece, with good imagery. "Where others are in control, passed from person to person". There are so many ways to read into that line from a metaphorical view. Good write!
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My mother really is the best friend I'll ever have.
Too much alcohol causes some people to be something they aren't, and that includes myself.
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