Prisoner of my own flesh,
numbed legs like petulant children
dragging along behind, limp with
even as the hot sun burns the feathery field
into the dirty tallow of candlewax
and egg tempera.
The smoky gray house leans away from me
atop that lofty hill, also slanted
as if to turn its indifferent shoulder to me, fading
into the phantasmally white sky;
like unreal mirages in a grassy desert
while spiteful stalks scrape my pale, atrophied
body, my hands pulling my world along,
one palm tightly
to dig into the turf
and the other spreading skeletal fingers
to clutch at the broad, unfeeling breast
of my world.
my world is, for you, but a
an uncomfortable glance just before you
moving freely toward the horizon
as it rolls easily toward you.
For me the horizon
looms larger, more daunting with
every hour, every
floundering moment spent
crawling, dragging, clutching
at the heartless breast of the earth, my own body
betraying me like a
drowned corpse who
refuses to release me from its
My world will not move for me.
Though the earth is
scarred with the passage of vehicles, I move,
crippled and unaided,
by the dynamo of my
heart, my hands, my unflagging
out of water
hauled cruelly ashore
and dropped onto the hot prairie,
lax legs limp beneath me, as unfeeling
as the earth beneath me;
as unfeeling as the world I call my own.
though my world does not stir for me
stirs the world.
Stephen Marshall. Writer, illustrator, layabout. Find him on Amazon, maybe. He has paperback and kindle books listed there. He also writes Supernatural Romance under the name S.C. Foster (because his fiancee pushed him to do so). He seems to have a knack for the Romance genre, much to his chagrin. Having pursued Children's literature he is particularly proud of his Children's novel series "Lost And Found", which begins with "Chloe Among The Clover", continues recently with "Stormy Within The Strawberry Patch" and may, in some future potentiality, culminate with "Candice Through The Picket Fence". These are novels for children (including his insistent nephew), but they are also written for adults who are children at heart. His short story collection, "The Eldritch Diaries", centers primarily upon Cosmic Horror and Body Horror, combining Lovecraft's mythos with the motifs of Sigmund Freud. His largest poetry collection, "Broken Crown Kings", contains over two hundred poems and two short novellas concerning the fleeting nature of the world and Man's place within it. Recently he has published a smaller book of poetry concerning Kentucky, Moonshine, and Ghosts called "Moonshine And Spirit Chasers". A much larger collection, entitled '"Nevermore" 99 Rhymes For $0.99' is also available. For those seeking supernatural and folklore, his collection "Weeping Cherry" is available also.
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