Randoms

Hello Hive naija, been a while you saw me on this streets. Life happened and I got crazy busy. But today I'll be sharing something I wrote that was inspired by the image below.

Hope it speaks to you.

My shadow crawling back
into existence, asking questions
my head can't process.

Drops it heavy, feels like a
million tonnes are taking turns
dropping points this mind
can't process.

My shadow, the unfinished ideas
of yesterday now a blur.
Twice as difficult to process.

This shadow follows me
around like a stubborn fly.
Like a legion marching
behind the flag.
Like vultures following the trail
of the carcass.

if I'm unable to untangle this,
will end up with a snapped neck.
A broken dream.

A poem by OKIKI ©