Swayback by Abigale Louise LeCavalier

I cant remember my name
shifting uncomfortably
in my comfortable chair,
it’s about the bad music,
and the words that chirp by.

A threat to the nervous system.

Buckling under the pressure
to perform like a star
like a super-star,
like broke-down swayback
like a defunct Prozac robot.

I’m a biter
an endangered species;
crazy,
upright uptight
living for last night.

‘…and it breaks my heart to see you this way…’

That’s what they say,
listening to some other daydream
philosopher,
and I sit and ponder
how I’m going to get through
the next five seconds.

I’m a candle without a wick.

I’m a cigarette without a match.

Abigale Louise LeCavalier lives in San Diego California by way of Mammoth Lakes California. An admittedly ‘self absorbed poet’ and full time Alien, Abigale writes from the heart. Most of her pieces are dark and revealing narratives of things and issues she has had to deal with in her life. Giving the reader a look on the not so bright side of life.