The Naked Troubadour

A Posy of Epiphanies

Posted on Jan 5, 2021

i am nothing
i am no one —
just a walk-on part
in other people’s dreams
i am flotsam
i am jetsam —
just a late intruder
in a plethora of schemes
i never made

i am nothing
i am no one —
just a fleeting leitmotif
on leafless winds
i am nothing
i am no one —
just a vague idea
waiting still to come to pass
of subatomic somethingness
i can’t recall

i am nothing
i am no one —
just a troglodyte
reflecting light
i am living
i am dying —
just an afterthought
suspended in the ass of time
(though never anodyne)

i am nothing
i am no one —
just a quirky vector
on the freckled face of rhyme
i am nothing
i am no one —
just an afterthought
and partnerless-in-crime
[i’ve done my time]

i am nothing
i am no one —
just a wrinkled gleam
an adventure-dream
i am all of that
i am acrobat
and i am just
a tiny speck
within the orb
of everything
the most of which
(like ancient boson beams)
cannot (for now) be seen

© Alan Morrison, 2020