Diving Grade

Diving Grade 8/7/2014

I draw my wings inwards

And head into a dive

At the steepest possible angle

Faster and faster.

Through the window

And down  the hall

Grabbing at the covers

And grabbing at the head.

Pulling and twisting with all my strength

I flash my teeth

And burn with vengeance

Because this is what they have wrought

And this is what, they will gain. 

There are other things

That no one knows

And there are others ways

To do what you want.

The probabilities add up

And different worlds burst through

As the skies open up

To the old

And the new. 

We do not know it all

But we are closer than we were

Close enough to grasp

How anything can happen. 

But our hearts

Have grown cold

And evil takes control

Dragging us far

From where we were

And where we should have been. 

The windows rattle

And dark shadows move

Casting ghostly images

All across the room.

Others are watching

But so am I

Without even trying

I can guess and know. 

Sleep if you can

With your eyes wide open

Because I am turning around

To return

Again and again.