Midnight Run
The time is murky just before dark
Sun holds her breath in endless battle
Hint of fog and mist rising in park
My feet plod heavy like child rattle
Legs protrude shaped deer and child
A-praying. Ssh darling says mother,
Sweet dreams spring constitution mild
Come back from window reject other
In bed tucked up I run again
Shattering multi-coloured tales
The pigs, wolves, dragons brutally slain
Cast aside like foot rot bloodied tails
I imagine myself chasing trains
Fool! Blundering rhino attempting dance
Gazelle only canon drawn pains
Aged fat knight dragging lance
Two black panthers swooped by
Light as dark angels in trainers
I felt at once white clown why
Can coal coated elephants learn to fly?
Leave me to plod therefore unmaimed
And let others more wily receive gains.
Copyright © Natasha Cross | Year Posted 2008
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