The Valley

The Valley 2/26/2014

One day before Friday

And fifty years down a rabbit hole

Where down is up

And up is down.  

A bizarre universe

Has penetrated the present

Producing a surreal reality

Of deafening denial.

My thoughts drift

As I waste my time

Trying hard to escape

The weight of time. 

I think of laughter

And a silver slipper

Cool sheets

And spilled champagne.

Dizzily I stand

And look down the hall

Alone in an empty building

On a frozen afternoon. 

If everything is lost

Then I wonder why I am here

Still going through the motions

Unaware and dumb. 

Right is left

And left is right

As darkness covers the sun

I want to save

And be saved

Drowning in her arms

For just one more night. 

Far away and far above

This endless farce

As I spiral down another lead

Upside down

And pointless.

But I was never more alive

Than when I told the truth

Standing straight

Even in loss

And even in defeat.  

But I am torn

And I am tired

As strong as I am weak

Double minded

And doubled over.

I have returned

To the valley

But it is not the same

Gone almost before it was

And frozen in time. 

The people are soulless

And evil multiplies

Like bacteria

Everywhere we look

And everywhere we die.