Periphery

One eye forward
One eye back
Two eyes sideways
Are they looking
Are they staring
Do they notice
Or is it
In my head
Everything I said
Just stop
They see
With a snicker
A point
Caught
The weight falls down
Shoulders crushed
Crumbling faster
Retreating to safety
Looking outside
Is it safe
This time
A clock ticking
A button pressed
A calendar flipped
And flipped
And flipped again
They are gone
It is safe
Or is it
Are they still watching
An audience not there
But always present
Waiting to re-emerge
Drag me back
To a different time
When the questions
Were answered
Confirmed before me
Engrained deep within
Time to be released
They are not watching
All clear
Blinders go up
Curtain comes down
Everything is still there
Barricaded
Erased
I cannot see
Do not want to
Not anymore

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About Paul

This is the part where I'm supposed to write something interesting about myself and you'll read it and think, "That's not that interesting." So let's not do that and just think about pizza instead, on the count of three. One, two, three. Donuts. Now, wasn't that interesting?
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3 Responses to Periphery

  1. Barb Knowles says:

    Wow. This is so powerful. I can see that it is an easier, yet more complicated way to give an insight into who you are. And yet, strikes a chord into who we all are. Your best yet.

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