by Randel Loeb
Looking Lifeless – Falling Falling Backwards - Falling -
Pretending to be still so no one would notice
that you were hidden wondering what you could possibly do in this place without camouflage no one would notice no one would dare disturb you
a brusque voice passed brushing you aside gruffly stating “you were in the way”
you collapsed when you were away safely
fretting that you’d be discovered, followed trampled denigrated
as a trespasser, a vagrant, a transgressor, a victim of your lethargy
You rose to watch the sky starless frigid shivering
you raised your head back to see if the light could penetrate the dark inside your
head
you rose peering into wherever you could find that was safe
you crouched down obscuring your presence
you cowered aware that there were people who chased you
who gruffly brushed past you
who claimed that you were useless
you passed and no one knew in a clump by the road your bag nearby
the frozen waste gave way to eager hands grabbing pulling rendering what was left
hard cold stone slab in a body bag zipped tight
no one cared that you had succumbed to the darkness inside
You let go as freely as you rose as a gift
taking the world by storm
Pretending to be still so no one would notice
that you were hidden wondering what you could possibly do in this place without camouflage no one would notice no one would dare disturb you
a brusque voice passed brushing you aside gruffly stating “you were in the way”
you collapsed when you were away safely
fretting that you’d be discovered, followed trampled denigrated
as a trespasser, a vagrant, a transgressor, a victim of your lethargy
You rose to watch the sky starless frigid shivering
you raised your head back to see if the light could penetrate the dark inside your
head
you rose peering into wherever you could find that was safe
you crouched down obscuring your presence
you cowered aware that there were people who chased you
who gruffly brushed past you
who claimed that you were useless
you passed and no one knew in a clump by the road your bag nearby
the frozen waste gave way to eager hands grabbing pulling rendering what was left
hard cold stone slab in a body bag zipped tight
no one cared that you had succumbed to the darkness inside
You let go as freely as you rose as a gift
taking the world by storm
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