I fell from the womb straight to my grave.
on my way down I talked to illusion and deception.
once I hit the bottom of the grave they ran from me.
while laying in the dirt a shadow cast over me. it was reality.
it swooped down and slapped me in the face.
I thanked it and then faded away into an eternity of rest.
I sit in a dark room.
a door opens and god appears.
he asks permission to enter.
I say sure.
he walks straight past me and looks in a mirror and breaks it.
as I turn my head to see I realize there’s nothing there until the door opens and god appears again.
eyes have watched over me all my life.
every time they shed a tear I get an entire day of rain.
with every blink of an eye a gust of wind rushes through my hair.
as soon as the eyes failed at their last effort to stay open a darkness surrounded me and i vanished for eternity.
my mind and body have never flown as one.
my mind protects itself by creating fantasies while my body encounters reality and gets the shakes.
I am not apart of my brain. I am the skin, the flesh, the bones. I am.
more to come….
author of poetry: Druhan Parker