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My Body Explained in Metaphor
My Body Explained in Metaphor
My Life is an ever-changing hill.
I stagger up foot over foot
And hand over hand
If I’m lucky occasionally I trot down
My eyes are two cameras
They focus on what I need.
Sporadically, they find things to scare
My eyes don’t filter, don’t care.
My legs are two stilts
Most of the time I balance well
Navigate the road, and pitfalls
I’ve very rarely fell.
My ears are radars
They scan all around
Searching for interesting rumours
Alerting to dangerous sounds
My hands are tendrils of contact.
They hold loved ones near
And push away all my enemies.
Always arm’s length from fear.
My heart is a fuel pump.
Feeding my engine of life
It bleeds quite easily.
I share it only with my wife.
My body is a metaphor
Perhaps yours different to mine?
My brain is the enemy
Never speaks when all is fine.
David Cox 02/01/24
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Dave Cox
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