Escape
I close my eyes and put the moon asleep.
I see lands and scopes of being mixed
from long ago rolled into tomorrow.
Circus clowns and lost classrooms,
moving caravans of little people;
creatures not knowing the way and
I have quite far to go.
Don't leave me here this way. Close
the cover, hide the ground neath your
feet. Tracks hidden from all. Dig and
dig cover it all up into deserts where
dusty sands can play, hide and sink
in any way you don't need to close
your eyes. Keep your mouth shut.
Close the cover we'll go to the sea
hide behind octopus, one leg for you,
seven for me. We'll be fine leaving
it all behind.
It's been tried before. Double buckled.
you blended with the sandbed. Close
it properly this time. There's no one
here who'll care to climb downward
or upward.
We're on our own this time.
Copyright © Gisele Vincent-Page | Year Posted 2011
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