Ode Of Eight

Ode Of Eight,

Eight, eight solid legs. Creak in power not pain.

Never pain. So strong. Always at guard, holding me up.

I sleep. You never sleep. I never see you sleep.

No fatigue. You are never tired, but when I see you I always am.

And I am sorry for that, I truly am.

Older. You are so much older than I am. But you don’t age.

What is your secret? Go on tell me. You can you know. Anything.

It is the legs isn’t it. Would I have your strength if I had just 3 pair legs more?

In any event, thank you for being there, and if ever I find myself with just six more legs;

On that day I will hold you up. And you can rest.

Ode to the 2 single beds pushed together that I sleep on.

First Published “Word Elgims Blues”, Issue (1), 2/1/13 .

J. J. Raphael


About J.Chron.Ltt.&Sci. [JCR]

~CogSc (Humor); NeuroPsych; Philosophy (Death/Identity); Methods (Research); Intelligence/Investigation (Forensic); Medical Error~
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