Saturday, January 28, 2012

January 17 - Terrors II

Now why have you brought me here!
To this room, this place,
          [Oh Dr. save me; you're here too?]
With you.
          That you,
          That you of a thousand dreams and fantasies
High on this lonely plain this is what you recreate for me!
          Oh life me up and smother me,
          Slimy kiss of the boy with two faces
          In this so familiar place
The Book shelves part
                                    I am thrown.
          [Oh Dr., Dr. why can't you help me?]
Why have they brought you here too?
                         Beautiful fantasy, who brought you to this hell
Run Now, Now Run!
Down the corridors of these honored halls,
Into the inscribed door [FUGIT]
Synchronized, they look up at us and look down
Writing, furiously, all at the same pace, all the same text
          And you sit me down
                                            And touch my neck
                                                                           And whisper
          Secrets that no one else should hear
And you were the one that knocked over the cup
          Gold, Latanum, Coins spilled forth
          As all the automata scuttled to seize them,
                    Swarming like beatles
                    Clicking their tongues
All with his face,
                           your face,
                                           you my fantasy of two faces
I look for you
                      greeted by the Pennywise teeth
                      and the wild eyes of a weeping angel
Diamond claws to tear at my heart
Oh you demon! Wake me from this nightmare!
          Oh god,
                       I'm living a nightmare.

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