2 Fragments
What if I could war against time?
And turn all the dials back
A seedling that has hope to become
A great wonderful flower
Coming to find that his mirror shows only thorns
The dreadful realization of self-effacement
A drudging of the painful stroll
Among the leaves and the other
Misbegotten children of the forest floor
Could time be called to atone for his crimes?
Dragged among the dirt and debris like a common thief
To answer, like he knows the hangman’s lime
Is only seconds in his future
He is a wily creature, that time
Answers to nobody
And lords over everybody
But I cannot fathom who ever gave the keys to him
Sheepishly grinning those crooked teeth
Those eyes that gleam with specks of hatred
His gangly fingertips decaying as he clutches the steel
I have longed to run away
From the whispering under hushed lips
The side-ways glances upon tiles
For their are ghosts among us
And crazy-tickled fancies abound
The sea calls unto me through strained ears
I cannot stand to feel the beat of my heart
It goes crazy like a addict, without a fix
Clambering between hopeless sleep
And the graveyard beneath
Willing to itself all manner of promotion
Clasping to my demonized head
I have longed to run away
But it encloses upon me
A spiderweb swiftly wrapping my body
Looking over my back for the creature
To puncture my any chance it gets
Time dwindles as I am forgotten
Lost through the ages and space
And I sink deeper into the madman’s cave.
(2012)
