POETRY
The Second of three movements. While these were written chronologically in a different order, time is a fickle arrangement. These pieces deal with how we are often the worst we see in others and understanding that the one who needs to forgive you is yourself.
Unravelling
You’ve be walking through
the woods like a
Caterpillar
You’ve called out the mantis
you’re a
bug killer.
and.
I’ve been waiting
for so long
building an army of ants
to destroy
everything you’ve put a kin hand on
a kin hand,
everything you’ve put a kin hand on.
Holding your vials of poison
Holding your sprays of mace
hold everything against the essence
of your relentless grace.
You can sew your seeds of wisdom
you can plant those seeds to waste away
surely the tree will overgrow
but it cast no shade.
it cast no shade
it cast no shade
though the branches, they bask they dance
in the sight of the sunlight
they cast no shade.
I’ve been cohortin’ with
some six legged friends
their antennae sense
you’re coming to ends
when.
You’ve been dying
by your own means
destruction sets itself
up at the seems
unravel
unravelling.
A.G. Balázs
A.G. Balázs is a Director, Producer, Actor, Video and Photographer, Screenwriter, Poet. Songwriter and Musician.