lol what okay, cas
May. 9th, 2011 02:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
metonomiaSo I wanted to be vidding in response to 6.20, but imovie is horrendous and I don't have time to figure it out. Fic is in process but you know me and fic, it'll never get done. But poetry, that happened.
Freedom, a length of rope
Suddenly a tiny bug, a gnat, maybe -
the kind so small and pointless
you forget they have all those legs,
the kind that looks like a speck of dirt,
featureless, a tickle, nothing at all
until it folds those minute wings and
drops suddenly into your path,
that kind - burrowed its way into
my eye and I could not see past
its insistence upon invasion.
I did not want to remove it;
I suppose that means it won.
I can hear its dust-sized cries
of victory as I watch it do
what it will with my vision.
Freedom, a length of rope
Suddenly a tiny bug, a gnat, maybe -
the kind so small and pointless
you forget they have all those legs,
the kind that looks like a speck of dirt,
featureless, a tickle, nothing at all
until it folds those minute wings and
drops suddenly into your path,
that kind - burrowed its way into
my eye and I could not see past
its insistence upon invasion.
I did not want to remove it;
I suppose that means it won.
I can hear its dust-sized cries
of victory as I watch it do
what it will with my vision.
