Right There With You
Listen here you
Whomever you are
I see you
I do
Your eyes dart back and forth
And you doubt that I’m truly seeing you
But I do
I see you there
With your forehead wrinkled
And your squinting eyes
I can see the wheels ticking
Up there, between your ears
As you follow along
With the words from a tragic comedian
The poet
Yes,
Your along the ride of one of his whims
This man
This poet
He’s not supposed to make it out there
In the real world
He’s not supposed to have your attention
He’s not supposed to be seeing you
But look at him
He’s there
Right there with you
He’s bound to let you down
They always do
But this jester
This man who loves his own words so much
He feels the need to share them with you
He’ll let you down
They always do
We all hold other people to a higher standard
Then we do
For our own selves
And the artist gets bled dry
By us
The consumers
What a life this is
What a horrible whim
It’s always so sad with this guy
I know!
It’s always depressing
And critical of us!
He’s harsh on America
And he sprinkles in sex and drugs
Just for spice
He reads few books
And learns a little
And look at him
Acting all smart
What a fool!
He really is a tragic comedian!
His writing will get him nowhere
His ‘fighting’ never panned out
He doesn’t trust women
He’s grammar is atrocious
But you know what
He does have a soul
And he does bare it for us to see
This dim light
Flickering
Raging against the darkness
He does try…
But still
A hopeless fool!
See??
Right there with you
Not just seeing you
But reading your mind!
What a genius
What a fool!
We are hardly ever as clever as we think we are
But you!
You must think for yourself!
Don’t let a harsh critic
Of an extremely attractive poet
Tell you what to think about me.
-C.H.