alchemical

i can feel it stirring,
caressing edges and prodding walls,
looking for a crack or crumble
to grasp hold of.

he can feel it growing,
arching its neck
with an angry creek and groan
taking hold and tearing its fragile boundaries.

they're growing,
within,
those creatures.

those voices you silence
when they become too strong,
those thoughts that you hope
to suppress within pleasant company.

softly,
they're growing,
powerful and massive,
coming for those who dominated them
in their birth.

they'll rule with an iron fist,
bar, and shoe,
beating back opponents.

but for now,
they rest inside us,
small and meek and sleeping.

Author's Note

alchemical: pertaining to the transformation of something common, usually of little value, into a substance of great worth.

Reviews

[Rene Velez]

Funny that I read this the title grabbed me, great scribe, check out my latest poem, freaky.

[Tim Lion]

Hmmmm.
Makes me think of turning those kernels of inspiration planted inside of us by Whatever into monsters of poetry and art.

I like it.
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[Mockingbird]

your description brings to mind one who has paranoia in the worst way. it's a great way to divulge from a first hand point of view what goes on in such a person's mind. excellent poem.