I Am


Im small

when im with you
so tall when alone

Im shy when im with you
a force to be reckoned with
alone
In crowds I have wings
I am social
a butterfly
a bird who is
resting
with the limbs of the trees

I am generous
in my give
and take
between
I can ease the separation
of the punch
line up
for all your calls
and give meaning
that does not make you
feel
small

so
please
be
kind
in
your
blind
efforts
to
act
respect
if
you
haven’t
got
the
effort
dont
pretend
effortlessly
the practice
of philosophy
because
I
am more
as I am less
than
any words you
use to suggest

when you compare

my words
with

I
am

oh miss evil on the town tonight


 

Image

swinging on a city

made of cold mans hope 

with silver laced smiles

the deceits of the rain 

fill the silver spoon 

spinning magic 

of hopes that will fall 

all too soon 

see the empty shell 

sprayed across the path 

stepping over the aftermath 

of these pin cushioned eyes 

bloody iris

her bruising smile 

threads the needles 

just a little prick 

she smiles and whispers in your ear 

see 

size 

doesn’t 

count 

its ‘

all 

about 

the 

feeling

 

she lunges for the taste