pearls of life

pearls, floating in my mouth,
are like speedtraps on an open road..
like when i gargle and
they pop about aimlessly,
of no use to the everyday workings
of my body;

but to my heart and mind from whence they
came as clots of the blood
and thoughts,
Oi, what a Sight?!

they cause havoc!

i think its time they
were rolled out
into the
streets

some will trip
slip
fall

as i have

and some will
catch their
brilliance before
they disappear into
the gutters of bitterness..

and some
will be fashioned in glory
to be worn around loves neck.

aah, these pearls!

pearls of yesterday
making me choke on them today,
waiting for a rather
embellished tomorrow.

waiting.