I am climbing a wall, bricks jutting out
to be my ladder to reach atop and sit there
wait for the hollering to begin,
I’ve missed it for so long,
.
they look at me and say that some one shrunk me
while I was veiled by ignorance, both theirs and mine,
and yet it is today when I show a fragment of insanity
and present it to them so that they can cut it and have a piece
.
of my present, my past is a poster pasted deep within
my skin, them being not a part, but now I want them
to give me a finger and make me a defense of sun rays,
I’ve already had too much of night, but it will linger
and I am okay with that… only if there is a voice now
to call me back when I get entranced and webbed in
locks of the seductress- milady of midnight
.
For Poetry Jam, where we remember our friends and write our verse keeping them in mind. You may find this piece a little dark but there is a light side to it as well. Relationships such as friendship are dynamic in their propensity, their value and their exhibition.
Image source: Dark To Light Painting by Melissa LeRay