OBSERVE AND OUTSMART
The circle looks expectantly
Chairs shuffle their feet
One speaks reluctantly
No eyes meet
I observe
My eyes shift and tic in unison
Chair swerves
Unvoluntarily rests upon
Someone's tense nerves
I tic and stutter
Source of endless laughter
My hands flutter
But I only leave after
Their awed voices
See what I wrote...
Their antics, their patois
Observed by me, I gloat
The smallest detail I catch
Their every shenanigan
Game, set and match
My pencil speaks
Because it can.
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December 31, 2016
Categories:
unvoluntarily, anxiety, appreciation, body, i
Form: Rhyme
the countdown is captured in a locket.
a constant reminder: "you're running out"
whispered from my pocket.
i never watched the sun exchange glances with the moon,
relied on numbers for that so i wouldn't be late for you.
but right now, i observe dark return to blue,
silver fades to gold
a sliver in the sky forms a circle whole.
it's just a warm reminder
until daylight retreats and a glimpse of the moon makes me ask
what's behind her
i'll find her answer some day;
and at some moment
my untimely ignorance begins atonement.
unvoluntarily enter a zone of aloneness, stagnant.
a meditation in which i mediate with myself, balance.
yin, yang, never one for valence pieces of puzzles
so i muzzle my thoughts and struggle like previous peoples lost
in time,
when care's tossed like a dime into a pool of wishes... wants... needs
there's no purpose, go on, check the watch, continue workin
Categories:
unvoluntarily, song-time
Form: Rhyme