Just see this beast!
- Many screams -
By me, of mine, and me
At someone’s pair of legs poking out from under my bed
When they disappear,
I remind me: they were never here
But why do people say “in your head”?
When it can make you scream,
And grow big in length and width
Until it cannot fit “in your head”
When it can breathe life, roam the world,
Slide into your shoes, walk your life
Define “in your head”!
Ha, “in your head”!
Tell that to my memories,
My puking heartbeat,
My pent up thumping, pumping pulse
The thud of my hot blood,
My stomach that is never full
My eyes that don’t blink
Because they cannot sleep a wink
Constantly on the brink, on the brink
Of ten… pairs of eyes… when?
Grinning men: four
Women basking in shadows: six
(Not to mention the voices)
“Do you see dead people?”
Asked the psychologist
“On a scale of…”
“How anxious do you feel?”
Ten, ten, ten!
Judge me, you! Judge me, do!
I need you to
(if you can see me that is)
Maybe I’m a woman of shadow too
Say: “Open sesame, bloody Mary, Jiminy Cricket, lickety split”
Look in the mirror, rub a lamp, make a wish, put a shell to your ear,
(There are ten of me, my dear)
Alpha, Omega, Beta Blockers - Ten!
They’ll teach your heart one trick: zen
To tick - tock – tick like Big Ben
Spring clean that head!
But I’d rather see dead people, I said
Like having ten fingers and ten toes
I have ten more friends, I suppose
Some people have more company in life
Do you believe me?
Do you see me?
We’ll just be me