i am of unbelonging
—it is known.
a grotesquerie on display
twist-tangled my limbs
a-jumbled this brain which
says the wrong things
most times and again
a shambling horror
at the threshold outside
creeping and crawling
begging to be let inside
throw the bolt and
lock the latches
set steel to stone
to sharpen your axes
dim the shadows
when given to dawn
safe one more night
from an unbelonging
of which i am known
of unbelonging
2 responses to “of unbelonging”
I may be blending ideas here, but what a haunting and wonderful idea: to be “from an unbelonging
of which i am known”. Gorgeous. Thank you for this gem, Michael.Thank you, Stacey. Blending of ideas it the best way to approach it. 😉
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