found poem #1

It has taken us two years to move house and now bits of random poetry I had forgotten I wrote flutter from old notebooks onto the floor. Like this one…

Don't let the pain get in the way and feel it
Just feel it. Just feel it
And know I am there somehow

Let it unravel and fall
Unravel and fall
Like a sigh to the ground
To the ground

And beyond and further still
Finding cracks and fissures
To filter yet further and beyond
Until you finally wake
Bright eyed and wonderful and free

You feed me rot and cardboard and cut grass
You keep me in the plastic dark
And peer in occaisionally

I am happy to see you
And my insects dance and wriggle for joy

In the winter, when you ignore me,
I can hear the fossil voices of the long dead
In the walls, reminding me of what is to come

When I feel the warmth of the sun
And see myself beginning to steam
I know you will come for me
And spread me on the soil to wait for the rain

                                                                                                                                                         
Michael Harvey - scratched on a scrap of paper about 10 years ago