Kim Van Breda Poet I do not know?

Vision Time Again

VISION TIME AGAIN

I should keep score cards
subliminal in a sense
written in past tense
nightmare film footage
of jelly-like amoeba’s
who at feeding time
push through the door
as I crawl toward beams
lighting up the floor of
suburbia
sub-division
hell

concluding my confusion
spanning over an era
as I have limped with the
 best and worst of them
staring out windows
in a life of traffic jams
watching impatient
lives fly past and depart
caricature
collision
swell

relaxing
rivers will never dry up
for they are fed by 
mountains 
addicted
to 
boredom

 

© Kim van Breda—4 February 2015

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