Long Silverfish Poems

She sits by a dying hearth, an album open in her lap
The cold silent room startles like a slap
Mouldy images stare back from the past
Prints are all she has now
Memories that still cling
To the old...

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Within these apartment walls 
Depression looms, 
Permeates, destroys. 
Its sterile white walls 
Are oppressive,
Even claustrophobic.
Silverfish slither 
Across white ceilings, 
I pray they don’t drop 
Into my mouth
As I sleep.

I lay on my roll out sofa,
Praying...

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Behin' bared doors, beneath yer floors,
in cozy dens and caverns deep
y'll find me der down under de stair
where gutter rats scamper and silverfish sleep. 

"Who can I be, hmmmm let me see.
I be a thief...

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rural sewage, twister tunnel runs
like water damaged dust and rat
feces soaking the lawn down to 
a dog in the ground a town over
rusted tin and pewter, twin-sized
coffin in the air with its upside down,
breathing shredded...

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When the earth was formed, molten iron sank to its center to make the core. 
A cataclysmic meteorite showers that hit Earth after the core formed;  they say Earth’s gold and platinum arrived in...

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Its dark in here, there’s a scuttling noise, there is something I see
The dinosaur of the modern age, silverfish are crawling free.

There is a dripping sound; I smell an old wet rag
In fact the smell...

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Emperor dragonfly had a ball
Stag beetle came big and tall
Water springtail brought housefly date
Common cockroach came without a mate

Eyed hawkmoth arrived in style
Caught ladybug’s winsome smile
Praying mantis brought sense of doom 
Other mantises quickly left...

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Wanton words or bits of paper
Flotsam and jetsam or progenitors
Damp squibs or ticking time bombs
Collect..and recollect
Their golden worth, silverfish and all
Revived or transmigrated
To touch earth’s core and zodiac zones
To recreate vibes syncing with a smart...

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It sits on a shelf, not quite by itself
Leaning on another, bored by the other
Waiting to be picked, waiting
To be held

It sits in the gloom, of a dusty room
Filled with motes and lost notes 
Tomes...

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Four hundred and eight million years or more
ago, these mandibled arthropods were alive
left years to languish in the fossil drawer,
unearthed again, just crushed remains survive.

These natives of what would be Aberdeen,
by nearly thirty million years,...

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Small, sleek and it looks slippery    
And seems to have fish scales.  
Always it is in a hurry     
And has three bristly tails.  

You’ll see it...

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