Glasgow, Scotland

Read Me

Look at me

Yes, take a deep good look

You who know everything

You never stop expressing your opinion

Your wide and expansive opinion about everything there is,

Look at me, take a good, deep look,

Remove feigned superficial facade

Reveal me, that real person,

beneath deceptive facade -

Read mystery hidden beneath my wry smiling face

Let your forked tongue stab deep into my heart

Flick and smell chemicals then interpret body's true signs

Tell how its pulsating heave tells a tale of humanity

Let your penetrating gaze read my brain waves

Interpret to me and your listening audience

My innermost being and its truest nature -

For even I,

I doubt myself,

yet you, you seem to know everything;

You little shadow of sorrow

You cloud a world and worlds with your ignorance

Your fear is a spill of gall that poisons purity of mountain springs

You taint with your touch

You spill contagion like toxic waste over placcid waters

see how undesired smudge gathers in your wake, wrecker -

You who was not,

Now see how you seem to pervasively permeate

You were a hut, crumbling on a desert road

A stumbled upon trap of relief

you unexpectedly, have grown in presence

A forgotten relic, on paths barely used

You were a fading shadow

Dissolving into dust of wasted years expended

Look at you, how you have been refreshened

Absorbing purity and spitting out your contagious angst -