Thank you Eskom

Here is a poem. I was saving it in the hope of publishing it in the literary world some day. But then I got real. It is not very good, and if I publish it here on my blog, I can still say it is "published" right?

Of course, if you get the urge to put it in an anthology of "One hundred greatest poems ever" or something, please feel free. Don't forget to tell me about it.

Thank you Eskom

Yesterday

Your razor eyes peeled back

my carrot skin disguise

Exposing things long tucked away

By mouldy familiarity.

And I, cold and raw, x-rayed you

And I too saw.

We tiptoed a fine-spun thread,

teetering on edges of ugliness,

Eyeing depths that offer no return

that plunge to parallel dimensions

without intersection.

I stiffened, poised to leap

into the icy winds of love’s defection,

into the slipstream of the left-unsaid,

but then the lights winked out

and we

well we did something else instead.

brilliant poem is copyright of Po.