Maggots
The cliff side
Stood tall and free
No match for the enormity
Of the sea
Freedom ebbed away
Little by little
Day by day
Inevitable collapse
But still unique
Sharp edges of rock remain
Different from other pebbles on the beach
The sea strikes again
Removing all uniqueness
Until all the rocks look the same
Smooth and uniform
Defeated players
In an unwinnable game
The many colours
Of plasticine
Representing
Different dreams
Mixed together
To form brown
In vast ocean..
Thoughts drown
Wings are clipped
Metamorphosis in reverse
Until all animals in the heard
Look and act the same
Wriggling in unison
Consumption of everything
Soon it's gone
Driven by greed
How they feed
Breathing through their arse holes
Pulsating
Pupating
How they stink
Fleshy pink
MAGGOTS
"I try my best to be just like I am....but everybody wants me to be just like them" - Bob Dylan - Maggies Farm
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Very clever, every word thought out. As much as I hate anything segmenty and pulsating lol love this. well done ? xx
Lol. Cheers Jayne, I appreciate you reading and leaving feed back.
- Syd xo
pleasure to read ? xx
" Metamorphosis in reverse..."...... that line friggin' blew me away SYD!!......and opened up the imagery in my mind to 'full throttle'!!...... you've got a style developing here ..... a voice that is beginning to speak quite loudly ......and VERY distinctively!!...... great read....... enjoyed this very much my friend...... of course I'm a HUGE Dylan fan too!! ?.......well done bro!!...... peace -n- hair grease!!......T xo ❤???✴?
Thank you Tony. Glad you enjoyed the poem.
Peace & hair grease to you too
- Syd xo