- Non-Erotic Poetry
- But What If
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But what if
Toes over the edge of dark
Hanging out of the sheets
Silhouetted so clear from below
For waiting claws and teeth
The outside chance
Behind the mirror the camera sits
To watch and record to judge
Every moment and all the flaws
Never a secret there after all
Under the skin
Growing waiting soon to hatch
To chew their way out to surface
Legs tickling and ticking light
As they surge out in a flood of chitin
They must talk
All of them when out of earshot
Out of the room or in another office
He can't be that stupid; she's such a boor
The eyes always the eyes watching so bright
Alone after all
Or is it just that it seems that way
Is there the sound of another breathing
The slight rasp of throat or just the night
A shift on the carpet or just a settling board
But what if
The world conspiring just beyond my senses
Past the bare edge of my straining mind
Or are we all actually at face value alone
That laughably innocent simple ideal
What if
- COMMENTS
Ashesh9over 10 years agoThe world conspirin' just beyond my senses
Past the bare edge of my strainin' mind ......
Persecution complex or plain dementia has plagued mankind for centuries here etched out in painfully sharp detail : 5-ed
LesseloovesPeterover 10 years agoParanoia is an old friend of mine as well. Often hard to judge what others are thinking when our thoughts are so tainted with ourselves.
todski28over 10 years agoconsistently powerful writing, you capture the paranoia of thought well in this piece,
