Opposable Thumbs
written by: Jenny Thomas
@authorjcthomas
I am an animal of another kind
Your words, not mine.
A being with opposable thumbs
A mind to question
Rhythm
Pulse
Numb to sensation
And strange vibrations
Spin around and your eyes flicker
Dizzy bulbs in a damp room,
Ideas made in the memory womb,
Born in every word you breathe
Never to die
Sliding through green, unseen.
Slipping into obscurity.
Your voice in my head wrapped in new clothes of
Tough bark and fresh yellow flowers
Your veins blossom leaves
Your body a vaporous tower
Your voice in the wind
Echoes under my skin down to each nerve
In my dreams I am a bird with long wings and feathers
Chain-linked armour.
I glide with you,
Forever.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
A poem about immortality dedicated to the memory of my friend, Edward Perkins.
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