Monday, 22 January 2024

I and I Alone





Photo by jesse orrico on Unsplash

My unseen prowler constantly

For convenience, I call ‘I’

Overtakes my consciousness

Where surface tensions underlie 

 

This impatient interrupter

Unashamedly shows up

Then just as easily snubs me

Like a dry bone empty cup

 

Often pleasantly bestowing gifts

From where I struggle to surmise

A curved ball at a tangent

Which I catch to my surprise

 

My ‘I’ a fleeting visitor

Frustrating dream invader

Calls me to my table notebook

This huge idea crusader

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