I would break
from this monotony and
out of this cage.
Free of any responsibilities,
I could just be
I aim to be completely
Not easy to state the change you made.
If I’m alive now, then I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it,
Staying put according to habit.
You didn’t just toe me an inch, no -
Nor leave me to set my small bald eye
Skyward again, without hope, of course,
Of apprehending blueness, or stars.
That wasn’t it. I slept, say: a snake
The struggle has started.
Each day brings me closer to the fire,
to the desire,
and the ungodly things I do.
And all I can think is, “not again”.
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.
We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth.
Through anyone’s eyes
I just want to be special,
Ah - to be chosen!
The sun rose and the bell tower struck eve,
The crows are calling to me.
The messengers from below crave a word.
Hear me sweet pagans,
Sing me a lullaby -
For now is the hour I make my descent
To where the Sun can’t reach me and where
I’ll finally be alone, and safe.
Me and my insanity.
I want to be still. So make way.
I am falling; through time, through space,
The final fall for this Queen.
I come to a halt. I am numb.
Stuck in this Underworld, forever.