I am not well, I
tell the dragon
Yes, he answers, I
know
But last night I
heard you
I heard you nearly
speak the riddle
out loud
You stopped
yourself
Why?
You are mistaken, I
answer
I do not know the
riddle
I am tired, and I
am not well
I cannot be alone
I am scared and
exhausted with the effort
of being awake
It feels like I
have been awake forever
I dream of snow
of running in it
of hearing the
crunch of my footsteps
on the ice
I dream of diving
into the water
so deep
and not needing air
I wish I had never
seen it
never heard of it
never known it
I wish I could only
remember it
as I ran in the
snow
All very poetic,
the dragon says
but you told me
once
that wishing will
not make it so
will you not join
us here?
Not even the
butterflies are
afraid
Why this turn, I
ask him
You were the one to
bring
tears to my eyes so
that I
would be blind
Oh, yes, the dragon
replies,
I shielded you
But then the closet
nearly
burned down with
you
in it
If you are ready to
speak
the riddle
we are waiting
we are in no hurry
but I am not
mistaken
you know the words
you deny them, I no
longer deny you
You act as if I am
the barrier, I argue
it is not me
it is the others
Ah, the others, the
dragon smiles
we take our orders
from you
we serve you, we
love you,
we scold you
but we do not
control you
I do not know the
riddle, I insist
perhaps this is a
trick
there is no riddle
Is this what you
must believe, the
dragon sighs
I never told you so
the riddle has been
scratching at you for years now
no wonder you are
tired
I am not well, I
repeat
I want none of your
riddles
I only want peace
There is the
problem, my child
there will be no
peace until
you speak the words
you knew this long
ago
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