Seaside Views

I was feeling the romance

    Of exploring somewhere new

When you clearly also felt something

    keeping me just in view

Meandering the streets 

    Circling around

You couldn't quite resist

    The lone woman you found

Curious, inquisitive

    I peek the cracks in rocks 

Of coastal crags, the sea below

    And waves from cliff size drops

You hesitate and teeter 

      Fumbling as such

Maybe somethings in your pocket 

     Something you must touch

Just a wily street creep

      There's no harm to be done

After all for you it's simple

     You just want to have your fun 

My attention gets refocused

      From the nature all around 

I make eye contact now

     No longer focused on the ground

You look back at me too

       In a sort of nervous way 

Quick glances here and there

     Do you have something to say?

Is it me or just this view

    That's got you interested 

Because standing on this clifftop

   I start to feel tested

Your glances turn to stares

   And it's no longer just a question

It's definitely me

  Your expression's turned aggression 

Luckily for you

   We're all alone up here

And that's the very moment 

   I see just what I'd feared

"No sir I'm vegetarian 

    And even if I weren't 

Your meat's just not for me"

  I start to wonder where to turn

But this ain't something new

   No it's not my first time dear

And I promised myself last time 

   There's something I'd like hear

Your apology and begging

   Your screams and wails and howls 

As I squish this wily street creep

   I'll make all women proud

But uneven underfoot 

   And pretty lofty too

It would only take a stumble

  And we'll both be in the soup

Perhaps I'll beckon nature

   Help from a passing whale

A ferocious gust of wind

   And away on waves you'll sail

But it's pretty calm today

   If it weren't for your disruption 

I really am alone

   With your bodily production

So instead I think I'll shout something 

   That'll teach you good

But I'm in a different country

   And I'll be misunderstood 

I think of what I know 

    And wish I'd gone to class

To learn to speak more words

   I'd vocabulate your ass

But all I know is "clown"

   And a couple other bits

So I shout them anyway

   And feel a bit a twit

Cause that's not gonna teach you

   And neither would a smack

Because through and through you are you

  And there ain't no changing that

And you'll never know the feeling

   Of being all alone

A sort of hermit crab 

  Who didn't choose their home

More a public kind of house 

   Without any doors 

Just openings for anyone

   To take what they came for 

To carry it around

    And take it everywhere 

You'll never know that feeling

   And you'll never ever care

I'm just a toy to you

   Something captured in your bucket

To toss me back in the sea

   Or use me as your puppet