JIGGY Mag - 1. Through My Eyes
This is a reeeaallyy corny first issue
This is a reeeaallyy corny first issue
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Gard'ner<br />
On frameless days I wonder, How my heart would take<br />
to meeting, An angel, on a magpie‟s night.<br />
Would this heart of mine suffer, Palpitations, as he said<br />
he loved another? Indebted are my eyes, for he is too<br />
bright.<br />
He'd hark of “light through yonder”, And these glass<br />
eardrums would break. Unsealing my watchful window.<br />
Would he unhinge his wings for me? Bestow them at<br />
my feet, an offering? I pray for the felled jackdaw.<br />
Would he kiss the lids of my blinded eyes, If he absorbed<br />
the reflection in the orbs, And saw, Mother Medusa<br />
in his place?<br />
For every serpent head of his he'd sever, I'd grow him<br />
another, at my own demise. And take his place as<br />
Gard‟ner of Eden.<br />
Would he ground himself with spirits, And then spew<br />
his cataplectic soul, To me? It would be a crow‟s caw.<br />
I think, if I should meet this dove-boy, <strong>My</strong> duty is to put<br />
him back, In his tree, he'd sing songs of love to me.<br />
By Owiny Lubangakene<br />
IG: @glowiny