Complex, With A Hint Of Jasmine.

wild swan
climbed

inside
me

I wasn’t able to
didn’t want to
if I’m truthful

have any
influence
upon this

surreal ritual
inflicted upon my
limp psyche

who
am I
anyway

the water
is achingly calm
a still picture
basking
in a stranger’s reality

while it still could

I always
feel calm
near water
 
wild swan knew this
I was the chosen one ?

surely
not the messiah

john the baptist
maybe

perhaps

I am
still
in myself

I am vacant
a reflection
of
water

that remains calm

inside
this false image
I present
with oscar
winning ease
are a multitude
of conflicts

schizo me
versus
seeking me
versus
esoteric lunatic
versus
the fearing failure
who fears
for his own sanity

my stitches
my mummy
no longer
hold me
together

(C) 11.8.2007 Lenny Gazbowski