Friday, May 20, 2011

The Jester

My head hurts.
Going round and round in circles,
it spins.

I just described an entire nightmare
in two sentences.
To you.
Did you realise?
Did you care?

Stepping out of the circus
of sand,
I am so small against
how I see you to be.
I am tiny
and you intimidate.
I am puny
and you laugh.

Such might.
Such bravado.

I step back.

I bury my head
in the sand.
And shut my eyes.
I dream!

You eat

All things entertain like Biprorshee