Remember Me

Rejected

She set me free from her attentions, I lay on the side of the road waiting to die... Time ticks slow as my dying self sits in the sun like a gnomon casting a shadow on this sundial we call life. I don't smile no more, my emotions escape me.

She is magic, her eyes look past me to survey the horizon. She scratches me until I bleed like a bommel then forgets me whenever the healing starts.

I do exist, if you could just look my way... I do exist, I am the bird that sits outside your window of life every morning to sing my lungs out for you until you cast a stone at me and I have to fly away.

I am the ant that enters your home uninvited to help keep it clean by hurling away all the crumbs, yet you try to squash me under your sole.
I feel sluggish, I feel unwanted.

I am misunderstood... I am an unread book sitting on a dusty shelf, I am forgotten. I wait for that day she picks me up, turns my cover and starts reading me from the beginning.
My first chapter is all about her. - Menzi Buthelezi