The Fall of Valdersha
They are forever among us, the diaphanous spirits
Seeking the elan vital of the cycling centuries
Running from necrosis, paying a mortuary tribute
To the killing fields of a nearby Roman Spring
Living in a somnolence stupor,melting and passing
An unpleasant drug experience, leaving me balanced and barmy
Rambling and reasonable, a maddened muss
Euphoric, almost transported, putting the cold petals to my lips
I have let the water rise again, swimming alone, except for my tea set
Along the hookah, amongst the mermaids and the kelpie
Can I stay? Stay here away from the lusus naturae, upsetting the gossamer webbing?
Stay low and quiet, don't breathe, don't ..... breathe
Who's there? Possibly Diablo Dybukk, oh, nervousness and dissatisfactions
Ah, beautiful malaise, venom frosts my skin like and angel in the ashes
Loopy loops and swirly swirls, pink and blue buttons attend my young heart
Kadydids scream through the air of forgetfulness and nymphs
The Land of Nod awaits my finis release, something better than death
No more rickety bridges ready to collapse
Take stock in this newfangled Kingdom Come
The muck of my yesterdays I have relinquished to the waterfall south of Jupiter
Copyright © Carrie Stevenson | Year Posted 2007
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