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I Am The Scarecrow

from Black & White & Read All Over by Ian Whiteley

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I Am The Scarecrow

I am the scarecrow.
Hanging from this wooden frame,
a skeleton of twisted wood
that creaks and groans in protest
at the ravages of age.
The ice cold rain
trickles through my straw flesh
bringing chills to every movement
and dull aches to the knotted joints.

I am the scarecrow.
My sack-cloth head
full of sawdust ideas
that spill from slashed
wound of a mouth.
My eyes stitched tight
in myopic views
transferred from the sharp
point of a lifelong needle.

I am the scarecrow.
Losing bits of me
through tattered clothes
bought an age ago,
exposing beetle scrabble heart
and worm-slither tongue
to the daily combatants
of snow and rain and sun
that weather them pale.

I am the scarecrow.
Standing here,
slumped upon
a wooden cross,
crucified for the sin of age.
I only have a brain
that works its traitor thoughts
into being young again,
into being vital.

I am the scarecrow.
In a field of summer corn
the crows are not afraid
for they’ve been here many times
and I do not have the heart
to scare them any more.
I just stand and face the sunset
and remember all the days
of squawking indignation.

I am the scarecrow…
am the scarecrow…
the scarecrow…
scarecrow…
crow….

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from Black & White & Read All Over, released January 1, 2019

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