TRAPPED IN A TEASPOON
I was trying to
avoid
my self, but:
there I was
haunting a hubcap
looming out of a mirror
trapped in a teaspoon
caught in a photograph.
There was no
escaping me.
Everywhere I went
- there I was!
Change the backdrop
Paris...Munich....London
I still ended up
beside my self
playing the same old
same old "me."
Typecast.
Only in sleep could I
jump ship( so to speak )
and become something
other than who I am.
Becoming a stone
I met in 1963
when I was seven
or so...
"Ahhh...this is the life!"
I thought to myself
gazing at the sky
watching clouds go by
becoming one
with the rain.
Not having to
think no more.
Just be!
Anything
anything
other than
me!
Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
TRAPPED IN A TEASPOON
I was trying to
avoid
my self, but:
there I was
haunting a hubcap
looming out of a mirror
trapped in a teaspoon
caught in a photograph.
There was no
escaping me.
Everywhere I went
- there I was!
Change the backdrop
Paris...Munich....London
I still ended up
beside my self
playing the same old
same old "me."
Typecast.
Only in sleep could I
jump ship( so to speak )
and become something
other than who I am.
Becoming a stone
I met in 1963
when I was seven
or so...
"Ahhh...this is the life!"
I thought to myself
gazing at the sky
watching clouds go by
becoming one
with the rain.
Not having to
think no more.
Just be!
Anything
anything
other than
me!
