Thursday, November 1, 2012

The Systematic Pounding

Just stay awhile
While the rains drone on, on, on
In due time you will forget me
My spell and all its wishes for you
I saw it as soon as I became aware that you were watching me
Like looking away from a mirror still knowing you are watching yourself
Only it's just the back of you
You and me
maybe you are me
Speculation can drive you crazy
Like stark mad
Like the same repetitious noise or action, action
but what if you learn to love that drone
The systematic pounding
That tingle in the back of your mind
Like phlegm stuck
what if you accept it
does that make you crazy, crazy, crazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy
Like repeating your name in front of the mirror
Over, over, over yourself, yourself,  you, self, self, yours, you, your self
Like Plath screaming out in the night
"I am, I am, I am!"