Betrayal Fish in a clear trout stream
Sit still! Don’t, catch his eye!
Stay invisible in the clear trout stream
Even if you think, he will see you
Stare intently reading the patterns on the dull wooden desk
as the lines flow and form
constantly morphing
Absorbing?
taking all your concentration away from the departing words
that run, scared all over your pages of handrawn neural camouflage
Wear your bulletproof jacket with the heart shaped whole!
Snared?
cornered escapegoat
Released into your dessert playground
with each child’s burdens on your back.
Sit still, he will catch you!
See his tall thin voice
blood red stare, cut through the darkness
like a searchlight!
Transfixing you in its pungent beam
Night frighter on your tail!
my fault, normal fault
ready to separate me with a final movement
Waiting to bring you down
Blue cold icelight, running in flight through my veins
Inevitable
his flak shaped anger subtly
sharpened by passive words
arc Baghdad style towards me
Tantalus sacrificed, by books
flung in front of favorite fancies?
Turning
Laughing
issuing forth from a bronze nebuccanesser that tells me to eat grass
Look down!
Eat grass!
Eat grass, as I watch
the 5 fingered words form across the comforting wall
Unseen pictures telling me to rest, wait, be still
Only another thirty years of hushed stupidity
as you are the silenced lamb
who dies each week on grounddown day
poem about sitting at my desk at school aged 11 written in 2000
