Chase Craft Poet ABC

The Lady In Red

Vinyl spins as you step past the curtain,

music plays and flowers bloom on the wall. 

You have lots of questions, and she has the answers. 

Just follow her down the long, fiery hall. 


Your fingers twist and your hands disappear

And she says, "Come on, dear," 

"There's nothing to fear" 

"Just the apparitions that glow and appear" 

"If you keep on standing and lingering here." 


Your visions reflect from your feet

visages of love peak through cracks in the floor, 

but there's nothing to gain from eyeing the past. 

Don't give them the fill of your pain anymore. 


The man in the corner sits out of sight

but you hear his voice ask for a light.

You show him the moon and say, "it's already night", 

he stands up and reaches your height

his face twists to a horrible fright. 


Red curtains drape her shoulders, 

and her blue toenails tap the white tile. 

She says, "sit down in this chair." 

"You'll be here for more than a while." 


Figures pass by you, and you count ten

each one represents your lies and your sins.

The struggles of life and the follies of men. 

A pale young woman hands you her pen,

While the rest gather and burn down a glen. 


What's left for you, I can not say.

But, the lady won't come back anytime soon,

she lost herself in the broken mirror. 

Without her, you can't escape from this room.

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