Amygdala
October 08, 2017
It is because of you
you little lobes
all nestled
snug and uncus
waiting
in the underbelly
of my mind
Your tritone
symphony
a diabolus in musica
of
ambulance sirens
and
animal screams
always on
in the background
That I knew
he shouldn't be trusted
We were not safe
the ground would swallow us
they lay in wait
with rope
in the forrest
He stole my wallet
He stole my virtue
The ground would shake us
they lie in hate
with hope
stolen from us
He was crazy
He would kill me
And when I refused to listen
to give you the attention that all lizards deserve
you lost your tail and told another one
through a dream
my father
long gone
walked forward towards me
from behind a parked car
wearing an old blue striped shirt
and the familiar face of a young man
offering
no smile
no embrace
only the words
I had to hear
You are not safe
You must get out
now
So that is how I knew
and why for you
I am grateful
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6 comments
This knocks my socks off, especially this:
ReplyDelete"And when I refused to listen
to give you the attention that all lizards deserve
you lost your tail and told another one
through a dream". Power poetry indeed! I'm glad the message got through to you.
Thank you so much! Yes me too. And it is only one of two times I have ever dreamt of my father.
DeleteYou sent me to the dictionary. I love that! you "little lobes
ReplyDeleteall nestled
snug and uncus
waiting"
Thank you! xoA
Thank you!
DeleteRich in word and meaning
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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