Mitchel Murphy – “In a Strangers Iris” – Australian Poetry Slam – Coffs Harbour


I saw him last week walking around in a
stranger’s iris you know that feeling when you’re walking down the street and
you see someone who looks exactly like him when you catch his scent on the wind
and flickers of pictures project on everything and your eyes glaze over in
the middle of your friend speaking I’m sorry what were you saying I saw him
last week walking around in a stranger’s iris I heard him in the music pouring
from the what happens when the distraction becomes the trigger music becomes the gunshot and we’re into the bleed wounds and dreams of the
wounds I bleed even after you wake up then… you wake and after pouring in
and out of broken sleep numbness’s hand becomes a blanket you hide inside
well outside the sky cries tears you refuse to and when you’re in bed you flick
through Netflix and la-la land your way into more triggers and more gunshots and
more wounds that are still bleeding and I’ll tell you if you think waking with a
bleeding wound is hard trifling asleep and when you finally do
you will drip blood into the ocean in your mind and the Sharks of what ifs and
could’ve beens that live inside you will find you let me remind you sometimes
when something breaks you can put it back together but sometimes things don’t
break they shatter I saw him last week walking around in a stranger’s iris and
I haven’t left my house since. Thank you

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