Under Glass

Under Glass    10/6/2014

She gave me a sideways smile

And purred like a cat

But her mouth was full of razors

Cutting me into a thousand pieces

Dumb and dead on the floor. 

Bewitched, befuddled
Indulged and fattened

Roasted, carved

And served under glass. 

It might be punishment

Or it might be a curse

That nothing is easy

And nothing is free.

But what I had

I always lost

And what I treasured

Melted in my hands. 

We are destined to strive

And heave against the sun

With beads of sweat

Stinging in our eyes.    

There is so much

That we don’t know

And what I feared the most  

Never happened at all.  

Rather it happened

When I felt safe

At home in my bed  

Covered up and sleeping. 

Pulled out from the covers

And plunged headfirst into nothing

I sank straight downward

And Into the black. 

But once you fall

And survive

It becomes as nothing

Just another day

And just another blow.

Fear is nothing

But another day dream

A perspective from our imagination

Of little consequence at all. 

The future is forever

And we still have it all

Just like we wanted

As we collect on a lifetime

Of choices and pain.

A glamorous punk

Bohemian cabaret

Now as then

We throw our heads back

And laugh.   

Love anyway

Even with nothing

Because it is then

That we are the most pure

And beautiful.