Beneath the Dog Or Is It Just Under
Cold from my skin
to my bone
through a heart of stone
only one will know
And to what to say
Wasn't that day
but tried to grow
wish you are as happy
as you made me
Prick without
argument
This pitiful verse
I am sorry for the snail
Trodden in the dark
Just left a mark
The fly that died within my eye
Bronzed leaf trampled underneath
The tree that made way for me
I am sorry for the tear uncaused
I am sorry for colour lost
sorry fur suns light
virgin of the earth
please excuse my fun
For friends are hidden fiends
beneath the dog or is it just under
Sorry for the moments
not spent
Caressed by new mown lawn
Fighting cloud battles
in sky filled seas
Sorry tries to please
For all inside has ceased
Sorry to all those i meant it to or is it two
The chance has always taken
What if's have changed to What if's
Please asks for for give
Less is all i am
for once i was not human
Inside never raises eyes
to meet another's judgement
Know the Able Ledge
The autopilot has switched itself off
Sorry for the loss of loss
and all things without cost
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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