Because I Blink
Crazy fun prodigy—from a distance
A real sight to see,
But here and near—
Awkward, quiet, rubbing your hands together, stammering…
Are you really sweating right now?
Breathing through your teeth?
As if a clamped jaw is going to create conversation….
You can’t even look me in the eye!
But I’ve got the intensity of a spider identifying its dine
I’m not going to drink you—
I’m going to watch you squirm,
Let you tug in all the wrong places
You will look up eventually
And when you do,
You won’t be able to move anymore
No—
Not like you used to,
With that confident saunter,
And that free, jubilant chortle
Those grand hand gestures,
Wrapping all in your wing with locket fascination
I don’t open empty, golden clasps
I don’t weave for butterflies—
I kill for silent moths!
I see with multiple eyes those fading designs—
You are not special like me
Your blood is wasted on these strings
How could one who is so used to the dark
Be so attracted to this light?
It’s in you, little moth
Whether I adore you or not
And because I blink
BECAUSE I BLINK
I guess I am letting you go tonight
So flee—don’t be blind anymore
Open those tiny eyes,
And let those wings of yours take flight!
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2016
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