The Eye Of A Needle Poem by jerome moore

And the blossoms welcome me home like a ticker tape confetti
and the chorus line trills above me while the roadway drums ahead.
jubilee
feeling
alive
coming alive
inside and around me
glorious
and
and It hit me all at once like a fast moving storm
an army of cloud and lightning it all was bribery
nefariously and exonerating exasperating
existing in me like a thorn
and it hit me all at once
my periphery opened up like an umbrella
usurping the morning glow like a parachute spider web
I was falling
these people around me are strangers to me
stranger than i am to you
It didn't bring fear
only left me feeling empty apathetic and sad
disgusted like one who stares into the cloudy polluted
egg yolk of a bums eyes
and sees the tiny smear of blood that fell out of the eye of a needle