Alair Spring 2019 | Page 19

Poetic Assault

I was assaulted

By humans of all coulours

from all works of life

Shots from all directions fired

There were

Spaklin humans, ,

See melanin popping

That had me intoxicated

There were

Canvas white

White as snow

There were

Those that looked like rich honeycomb

Sun bouncing off their skin

These figures

Craftsmen

Crawling into my heart with poetry

That was sourced solely from theirs

Twining our emotions into baskets

Our

emotions,

it seemed like they paged through my soul

And went Minnie miney mo

Wordweavers if you will

It was assault

Because never had i ever

Never will I ever

Encounter such right as I had then

My whole life I have been hiding

Trying to release

Like a seed on a dry riverbed of thorns and scorn

And all of a sudden a flood

An abrupt acceptance

A sudden onslaught of understanding and feel

You abuse my heart the way you expose me without exposing me

The way you let me see into you, but just a bit

The tease you are

The way you tell me my whole life story then walk off like strangers

Enstranged friends

Lord knows I’d take this crap anyway so..