Untitled A poem by Wesley Alexander

It was neither here nor thereRather it was everywhereOmnipresent ever afterIt wasnt then as it is nowBut was it everI should not knowWhat a heavy burden to carryLightheaded as it swellsThe sirens callBut theyve met their makerThey hunter is now the huntedHe has not fed for days

A poem about the extraordinary appendage of Wesley Alexander