The Lament of Malachy Higgins.

My eyesight's fading. ...but
I can smell the day and that the library books
are overdue…from yards away.

I absolutely cannot stand the past.
it's right behind me , isn't it ?

The crowd starts moving for no reason
they shift around like leaves
and crows go wild

I wander too
I’ve been wearing this coat for 5 days straight

your tartan blanket dances in head ....

...all my co-workers gasp and look away
I guess you could say that they have
a love/hate relationship
with my bipolar thing

I’ll go to Starbucks now
and stare into my cup.

Yes...eat me..says the tadpole in my mind
eat me fish..eat me..yes….

So I can have some rest.

Kristine Byrne 2014