Words and Things

[annasiel]

cut the rope
fray the cord
bend the knee
stay the sword
arms outstretched
fingers red
Pity said
Pity said -

hope in whispers
hide in dark
clip the wings
spare the lark
raise the rod
inner child
Calmly mild
Calmly mild -

i am dreaming
is she there
did i wake her
are we scared
are we hoping
we can go
We don't know
We don't know -

shut the window
lock the door
close the curtains
nail the boards
in the corner
by the couch
Hide my mouth
Hide my mouth -

Will I Say It
I Don't Know It
Will I Chance It
I Can't Show It
Will I Take It
Deathly Fear It
Running Running
Still I Feel It

Still I Think It
Still I Know It
Deathly Chance It
Guts To Show It
I Can't Take It
Why Revere It
Show no fear
I show no fear I -

coil the rope
hide the cord
aching knee
shaking sword
arms around me
fingers lead
Pity said.
Pity said.

 

[annasiel]

Butterflies are fragile things
Delicate, you spread the wings
And press the pages gently as you
Crush them into memory