WELCOME TO THE POETRY OF OLIVER BEALE

UPSIDE DOWN

The pistol is loaded

And nobody is home

My finger on the trigger

My tongue dry as a bone

I don’t think about girls who don’t think about me

But I am not selfish

So here I am for all to see

I consider myself fair and treat everyone equal,

But to all you different

This will guide you, this will derail you.

The world is so cold, And always will be.

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WHAT’S GOING ON (THE ZOO)

Hi There

I see you.

What’s going on?

Do you mind if I stare?

You are just so interesting.

I can turn away,

But, I won’t… (JUNGLE SOUNDS)

What’s going on?

Why are you staring,

At me… (EAGLE CRY)

Do you like the Zoo?

I like to watch,

The animals,

I stare at them

For my amusement,

How torturous… (CYOTE HOWLS)

What’s going on

Why can’t I

Mind my own business.

I know your there,

But I won’t

Look,

I know your staring (RAIN IS FALLING)

Put me in the cage.

What’s going on?

If you look at me

Can I

Look back at you?

I am trapped.

Which makes me

more dangerous (LION ROAR)

If I look at you,

Will you

Look back at me?

Just because I’m paranoid,

Don’t mean

They are not after me!

Which  makes me more dangerous What’s going on?

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