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Posted: January 15th. 2007 3:10:04 AM
The killing in the wall (true story)
Age Group: Adult
The mountain passage is a treacherous road
be careful, doubly so
for the long winding path into the deep
could easily be the hurl into eternal sleep.
As you are initiated as a spy in enemy lines
if you follow the program you can have an easy life
if it weren’t for your sense of déjà vu,
that the loyal assistant of yours won’t live the night through…
and to keep your secret you allow him respect
as they kill him away with only a tear of objection
but no time to fret on burial ceremonies now
because the gun suddenly swivels to you – everything slows down
your exodus begins by jumping over a wall
the bullets spark the cement as you fall
in jerking motion you exit the system as witness
you run to the Ice Lady, no less
your true fellows meet you there
“hurry, there’s no much time, they’re on your tail!”
you beckon to the Ice Lady, she you will not loose
so she picks up her frail form and follows you through
into the burrow of Mice Men, you enter the hole
where no daylight, no sunshine can eradicate the gloom—
for the moment safety is yours
but it’s a dead end trap unless you dig your way through
your comrades show you the flap where to begin
but they suggest you begin by resting…
you wonder if a smoke would spoil the air down there
and you move around with your friend to find a place where
in peace, you may finish your meal
so you lift up the plastic cover and its precious seal
…and then, the mountain beckons to you again
now you are free, outside! with your friends…
and the journey moves on in a van, carefully balanced,
until you notice the colors on the sky that dance…
after the rain, the four-fold rainbow blooms
and you seek to capture its beauty before the sun sets and rises the moon,
“it’s only good for pictures, ” – that’s fine, pass it on
and you walk down the isle to catch the glimmer almost gone…
…ah, the captain enters the room
the virus in his second-in-command, it’s obviously strewn
across his whole ship, but especially here…
“I’ve found the antidote, ” – just don’t get too near…
while everyone’s trying to kill you
your survival is what wills you to go on
nothing can erase the feeling of being chased
in an endless looping throng of emotions so misplaced and wrong…
…Goddess, get me out of here! let me leave!
your prayer is only answered by a desperate shriek—
as you wake and turn, afraid, to the wall
the shrieks are not your imagination, they go on!
oh, Goddess, late again, day ruined once more
when will this endless tirade end, I should be gone!
the pain, the killing, its memory living
Goddess… what’s happening… what’s going on!
With an ache to comply to every muscle, sleep descends
only disturbed by coughs incredibly violent,
and in that malevolent heaving I wonder for just a moment or two
whether this will all make you angry—
I know it will, too…
but Goddess, what can I do…
the killing goes on in my head…
it won’t leave me alone,
here I find no rest…
let me be…
January 15, 2007
Author's Notes: Ah... yes, a true story. x_x Most of this is my dream and horrible night full of nightmares, and then being awoken by some hunter in my wall (!!) killing a mouse. Obviously those shrieks are the ones I refer to... x_x
Author's Location: Szeged, Hungary
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