poetry · prose

Look (something) out

Thursday, June 13, 2019. Daily Brit Wit.

Look (something) out: 

Phrasal verb, British 

Look for and produce something.

“You call me a hurricane
a blinding wall of ocean greens
washing away normalcy
shoving secrets into sand
and clinging to your shores
in ebbing desperation.
A natural disaster
I am
heavy lids and haywire senses
heartbeat music
twitching inside a shivering body
sobbing hysterical breaths
and searching for memories
that’ll tether me back to this plane–
you call me a hurricane
and you call me a machine
I am all of those things
and so much more….
Some days it’s hard to know
what I am
my purpose forever shifting
calm to erratic to listless in-between…
I am a hurricane
highest categorical disaster
and if you’re interested
I’ll look it out
and give you
my list of every reason
you were right.”


© The Loyal Brit Wit, 2019

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