THE GARAGE HEIR


Here I Inherited a dreaded chore
In the heat of a summer’s nightmare
Clear out the gloom of the garage store
Heaps of THINGS left duly in its care
To be free of them for evermore	
And their ever-present nasty stare

A world of mindless soulless things
Accumulation of uncounted scores of years
Covered in the grey dust that age brings
Some filled with memories of laughter
And others with the salt of many tears
Living on in the world of the forever after

Shoved against their will into all possible angles
Expanding into the air choking the space tightly
And now I am sinking into a net of their tangles
Down into the desolation of this waste
Where deadly spirits fly to walk here alone nightly
And swiftly leave in the morning light with haste

Dark creatures carrying curses imprisoning this heap
Piling more upon this mass of things each trip
Clutching on forever to the memories in its grip
That forgotten calendars somehow want to keep	

	
And what secrets did these dark corners hold?
A painted picture of an unwed sleeping bride?
A ball of yarn and knitting needles sitting in the cold
A forgotten life they want to hide?

They guard the key to what this dark place means
Souvenirs full of the gloom of evil fairy schemes
And now, I was Aurora’s unknowing prince
Clearing away the curse of life’s ruined rubble
The day she fell asleep none have entered since 
And so I come through a frozen forest of things and trouble

Hard against the breathing of a chorus of cursing cats
And the foul smoky voice of a vicious vile vengeful witch
Sending flying up into the air a thousand deadly bats
She swooshing out from under a blanket of black Siberian snow
I was at the end of a Russian fairy tale we all have come to know
An unsuspecting hero, heir to an inheritance with a special twist
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