A Turn of the Neck

Unwanted.

You are unwanted, yet

you swing through

like an old friend.

You ease into my mind

and nestle in the

bed you built

long ago.

A surprise. A

predator. A smooth leopard

resting on its haunches.

Waiting for the moment

when you can see through the grass

and pounce.

I feel you all over me.

You've latched onto me,

dragging the shell of me

across the floor.

Nothing, you tell me.

I am nothing.

I am stupid.

I don't meet anything.

Failure is inevitable.

You always come every now

and again, and you take

take take.

Invite yourself over,

suck me dry,

leave me rattled.

You are faceless

but you

are everywhere.

Reviews

[Kevin]

Wow great poem. I can feel the emotion of being used and abused radiating from your words.