Like the moat round Mont St. Michel The size of the soul Shrouded by Accidents of life.
2. Cobwebs and wax round the candles.
The woods are alive Pariahs have eyes thrown at them.
Why **** the floor so? Don't sit with your back to the doorway Monkey's monocled eyes stare back, glass orbs, while Empty chair a-rockin' - a-rockin' - a-rockin' - a
Puppets dance No solace in the shades Don't follow the shadows Which lurk and lead...
Marionettes and tin soldiers On pedestals long forgot A dead child's toy chest A lion in a tallish glass cage.
Little drummer boy, rusted Plays agitated drum To match heart beat of......fear Of drying sweat ....on upper lip.
Dusty frames on the wall Interfere with flow Handprint on window frame Dog barks warning.
Spectre's trudge in mud Closer...closer...from grave waters Scream in windowpane: a figure holds A face of anguish, trapped eternal.
Letters on the wall Writ in heavy blood Silhouette of an axe Windy.....Branch tap on window frame.
Brass door handle turning Staircase winding up to forever Gargoyles leer Leaves on the dry floor....wet footsteps.....
3. Who knows who dwelt in this place?
Who's hanging from the ceiling? Whose body....felt that pain?
4. Then, into head flits one 'I love you' Of gentle memory On the lap of the mind Of a lover Of a friend.
Grey skies, musky odour.
5. Then...
Wielding weapon to defend Against.... The....
Self.
6. Stop SCREAMINGGGGGGGG!
Star Toucher, 28 March 2013
Ok. Now, wake up.....lol
Suppose we could not love, deer.
Be kind, gentle and compassionate....don't judge in haste.