Psych Up

PSYCH UP Hours of wasted yesterdays Haphazardly hops in my head In a ugly pretty fashion As though it were some minutes past All my fore-time murderers In my inner eyes appear Like it does on chippy screen Loneliness pulls the trigger Of the lurking memories Tick-tacky natural eraser becomes helpless Dawn frowns and twilight mourns The demise of their elder brother Long sitting on the fence Drenched my solo silk in conical aqua Inside too warm, outside too cold I had to call the skull into play The chest couldn’t get along easily Because of its familiarity with the deceptive lens The trio combo seems impossible Until the latter plays second fiddle Then the weighty body sets off Slowly it paced Amidst myriad of lieing lizards All waiting to swallow my innocent ant Wisely did it fly with its peers And put my progress hunters in turbulent sea They aimlessly ran helter skelter Then I chuckled, smiled and laughed. YEMI AFO