Seeing as no one else would
I started stalking
me.
I was beside myself
with joy
like
wow
everywhere I’d go
why...there I’d be!
Always kept one step ahead of
my Self
spying on me with evil intent
ogling myself as I’d come & go
I also...went.
Fancying my Self
like mad
finally it got so
bad
& I had to take out
a court order
on me
restraining my
Self
saying that I
couldn’t come
a hundred yards
within myself
& when that failed
I had to have my Self
arrested
& taken into
my own
custody.
But now
having observed
my Self closely
I realised I was
nothing special
(quite ordinary
actually)
& I went
totally off
my Self
couldn’t stand
me no more!
And that’s when it dawned
I’d have to find
somebody other
than my good
Self
to stalk &
“Well...hello...there! ”
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-staker-for-michael-but-not-about-him/
