Saturday, January 23, 2010

Point of No Return

And so it goes, from Time out of mind
That I shall walk to my Death with my head held high; even while it hangs low.
And on I will go.
To the Gallows.
I see black eyes flashing in the storm behind me and smell the sage and sandalwood that went along with them, The eyes of the Wolf and the Jakal........ Eyes that lie.


I also see the color red,
That I spilled on the hearthstone floor
It never did me any good to try to let go
So I stopped trying and just
Let. Go.

I looked down and saw that it wasn't his blood on the flagstone floor,
It was mine, I almost saw my chalk outline
But still I carried on.
Til I could run no more.

When the smile has dropped away for the millionth time
And the sky begins to grow dark
I know the sun is setting just for me
Waiting, just waiting to pull me out to sea.

If I could see those waters warm and colorful divine! Once more, while Im alive
Then maybe it wouldn't be such a tragedy

But the Hurricane's rolling in
And the girl on the third floor's about to go down
Screams snatched by the howling wind
Til it never made a sound.
And The girl on the third floor's drowned.

I watch her, floating peacefully, Upon her back
-Endless seas-
As the sky begins to break
Her hair is all around her
But her body's left in spades
So I see that I can't help her and We're just out of time
She just keeps on going, following the tide

Hear her heartbeat? Its mine it's mine.
The blood on the floor And the flashing dark eyes
Of the wolf in the Night.
The jackal, his Delight.

I'm tied to my Horse with my head held high
I know it wont be difference
This time when I die
I smile for the first time That I have in a million years
And stare into those black eyes
No need to hide anymore, my Horse runs and I fly.

2 comments:

  1. Ha. I like Doc's comment. Your use of language is similar to mine, and I appreciate the way in which you use certain words. When I read this poem it just flows and rolls right off of the tounge. I dig it. Cheers!!

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