J

J came to visit again, 

It’s been, 

It’s been a while, 

It’s been nice actually, 

 

You see, J 

JJ, 

Well J has this thing, 

 

When J is around I, 

I stop, 

Or to be more precise, 

Everything around slows down.

 

So there’s J, 

And there’s me.

 

J’s that friend, 

The one you don’t want others to meet, 

To even glimpse really, 

But they do,

Not often, 

Not always, 

But sometimes. 

 

J is not nice to others, 

J thoroughly believes, 

That 3 is a crowd,

That is something J makes, 

Makes very, very clear.

 

So when J’s visiting, 

It’s just us,

Only us, 

Only me,

In slow-motion. 

 

Sometimes we play games,

Hide and seek,

Statues, 

Statues is Js fav 

J has very particular rules though;

No moving, 

Obvious yes, 

But J needs absolute stillness, 

No flinching, 

No blinking, 

No breathing 

Absolute paralysis.

 

Statues is J’s greatest game. 

We play it every time J visits. 

 

J is here, 

Visiting.

Elle Vaughan is an English poet and script writer. Elle believes writing for both the reader and the writer is the best form of escapism. She writes to make the problems and issues of now more understandable.