Friday, 17 July 2015

Lockdown


Here I am
loafing away
like a king
on the roof
petting his senses
on a leafless Eve's navel
when princes
have gone to battle 

I do no evil
though, but idleness is evil
I can't be there
'cause I have to work
But now I stare
at an empty chair
with no one to clerk
Ward coat
and steth'scope
taking coffee

My crew's performing
I'm here sulking,
angry at my joblessness
and restlessness
Even the rain is at work
catering, cleaning, making music
I sprawl on my table
like one that's lost a gamble

This is solitary confinement,
lockdown, detainment
Who knew today'd be like this?
So sickness takes public holidays

They go on stage
while I'm in this cage
The world applauds
I bow and nod

Who is taking my role? who's
replaced my character?
I need a counsellor, there's
war within my soul
Should I leave this slumbering shark
to go nurse a snapping shrimp?
To be or not to be
That is the question

©Radiant~July 2015
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