24 August 2009

Pawn Played For A Fool


one thought kept
strong to traverse
a whole backbone
and return enriched
is beyond me

I am plagued
by insurrection –
demands stream
from places alien to
my mother tongue

feet do not obey
hands and this
abdomen swears
worse than the tongue
which enables it

thoughts come and
go erratically, management
fails dismayed in places
where sense used to
mean reason

it is a state of anarchy –
I am a pawn played for
a fool possessed by
intractable ideas of
new-age humanity
© 7 July 2009, I. D. Carswell