Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly